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On another note, not "psychotic episode" but the "just never learned how to roll out of the rack and have one's feet land in the boots when it's time to pick up (the trawl)" problem

Never landed in my boots, but I remember going to extensive lengths to duct tape my raingear around them to try to keep the freezing water out.

We had a processing plant onboard so we could catch the crab, butcher it, cook it, brine it, pack it, and store it boxed and ready to go. None of this namby pamby catch it and simply toss it into the hold. We'd have to work around two large tanks of boiling water and about six freezing brine tanks....with 400lb cages of crab on winches swaying to and fro.

Inevitably, the first thing that would happen prior to pulling an 18 hour shift would be to step out into the processing plant area and have your boots immediately fill up with ice cold salt water. It would make those 18 hours seem infinitely longer.