Re: Just so you know
Ralph Waldo Emerson Winchester, III
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> "dave hillstrom" <Da...@MeOw.OrG> wrote in message
> news:dnk581$k7$3...@blackhelicopter.databasix.com...
>> On 12 Dec 2005 02:35:51 GMT, in alt.flame,
>> <Xns9729D1667...@207.14.113.17>, "Ralph Waldo Emerson
>> Winchester, III" <KILLFIL...@yahoo.com> humped my leg thusly:
>>
>> >
>> >A 600 degree fuser will burn your fingerprints right off.
>> >
>> >A 9600 RPM 7" grinder will take a chunk out of your leg, but also
>> >cauterize the wound, so it won't really bleed.
>>
>> GONG!
>> having done this, only on one of my fingers with a small angle
>> grinder, i can say definitively that it will bleed like a stuck pig.
>> ground right down to the white knuckle bone. in fact, it will bleed
>> so much that one of the indiginous workers at the plant you are in
>> will run to get the UAW shop steward, who will squeal in fright at
>> the puddle of blood on the floor 10 feet under you. the shop steward
>> for this 1200 worker per shift plant will then say "doesnt that
>> hurt?!? shouldnt you get that looked at?!?" to which you will
>> simply reply "sorry, i really dont have time to bleed." the shop
>> steward will then force you, a contractor, to go see the nurse
>> (male), who dresses the wound, puts a condom over your finger, and
>> tapes it up. you will then return to your task, wary of any who might
>> get close enough to see whats covering your finger.
>
> I used to work at a Forest Hills art gallery, which meant I had to go
> from the framing department to the frontlines (potential customers) at
> a moments notice when I was the only one left running the place. One
> day, I think I was about 18 or 19, I tried to heave a slim piece of
> glass, about 48" x 60", onto the glass cutter but just missed the
> narrow ledge. At the same moment, the doorbell went indicating someone
> had walked in, and that's when my left hand became too sweaty to hold
> the piece of glass. The weight of the piece slid down my left hand
> like a guillotine cutting into my fingers and hand. (Think of the
> scene from "Psycho II" where the chick is trying to pull the knife
> away from the killer's grasp by way of the business end of the blade.)
> I lost so much blood I actually lost consciousness. I vaguely remember
> feeling a heat rush before I fell on the floor. Needless to say, the
> customer never saw me appear, but about 15 minutes later, the owner
> walked in and found me on the floor in a pool of blood. He thought he
> walked in to a murder scene at first. When he realized what happened
> from the mess of blood and broken glass everywhere, he grabbed a cloth
> and wrapped my hand in it. Then he dumped cold water on me to wake me
> up. The next thing I knew, I was in the hospital preparing for
> microsurgery to be done on my hand to reattach an almost severed
> finger (just missed the bone by a millimetre), and to stitch the
> tendons inside that had been cut off from the rest of my hand to the
> fingers. Now I have no feeling in my left pinky. [shrug]. But the
> stitches look cool and one arm is still hairier than the other because
> of the cast. :)
Yes. Pity you survived.
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