Firseal
09-12-2009, 11:53 PM
So. My job, to put it mildly, stinks. But a few days ago, I got a new record. Its about bleeding.
So, in my tenure at the place I work (hereafter known as R), I have been cut or injured by many strange things. I have been cut by balls, by blankets. I had to pry a splinter nearly half an inch long from a old wood toy out of my hand once. A pillow once made me bleed. I will bear the scar from a sofa to my dying day (its a small scar, but still. A sofa.) A coffee mug gave me a cut that took eleven stitches to close. Other minor injuries include doors and one very irritable chair.
I can take these. They don't bother me. Most have reasons behind them. The ball had glassed embedded. The pillow, needles. The sofa did its work on me with a staple, and the full weight of its steel reinforced sleeper frame behind that staple digging in. The blanket...
Well, okay. No one knows how the damn blanket cut me. But that one is weird enough that it isn't pathetic, its more a file for the bizzare.
But now I am humbled. A few days ago, I was cut by a Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser.
It wasn't broken. No part of it was sharp. There weren't even dangerous corners.
How the hell does one live down being injured by a Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser? I mean, its got a big cute rounded plastic cat head for chrissake.
This is the rock bottom of injuries. This makes paper cuts look noble.
Well then. Discuss. Or, if you dare, try to top being injured by a light, bright pink-and-white dull Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser. Really, oh fellow Theorylandians. Try to surpass that.
So, in my tenure at the place I work (hereafter known as R), I have been cut or injured by many strange things. I have been cut by balls, by blankets. I had to pry a splinter nearly half an inch long from a old wood toy out of my hand once. A pillow once made me bleed. I will bear the scar from a sofa to my dying day (its a small scar, but still. A sofa.) A coffee mug gave me a cut that took eleven stitches to close. Other minor injuries include doors and one very irritable chair.
I can take these. They don't bother me. Most have reasons behind them. The ball had glassed embedded. The pillow, needles. The sofa did its work on me with a staple, and the full weight of its steel reinforced sleeper frame behind that staple digging in. The blanket...
Well, okay. No one knows how the damn blanket cut me. But that one is weird enough that it isn't pathetic, its more a file for the bizzare.
But now I am humbled. A few days ago, I was cut by a Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser.
It wasn't broken. No part of it was sharp. There weren't even dangerous corners.
How the hell does one live down being injured by a Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser? I mean, its got a big cute rounded plastic cat head for chrissake.
This is the rock bottom of injuries. This makes paper cuts look noble.
Well then. Discuss. Or, if you dare, try to top being injured by a light, bright pink-and-white dull Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser. Really, oh fellow Theorylandians. Try to surpass that.