I wanted to write about this earlier, but I've been really fucking busy. I got pepper sprayed, and I swear, there should be a support group for this kinna shit. Now, just to quell any rumors (like anyone cares) This wasn't because I screwed up and messed with a cop. No, this was for Security Force training. You stand back about 4 or 5 ft with your eyes closed, then they spray you, you open your eyes, blink a few times, then go through this sorta self defence obsical course.
A little background on Pepper Spray, for those of you out of the know. To rate pepper spray, they use something called Scoville Heat Units. Jalapino has 2,500 SHUs, and a good Habenero had about 250,00 - 300,000. This shit is rated at 500 fucking THOUSAND SHUs. State police carry 700,000 SHU pepper spray. This shit is no joke.
The first thing you well, I noticed was the absolutly excruciating pain in my eyeballs. I didn't want to open my eyes to see what I was trying to hit. The first two thoughts to enter my mind were "Oh Dear God, make it stop" and "Oh Shit, I'm gonna die". And those were the pleasant ones. Longish story short, I did the obstical course as fast as I could, sustaining only a single injury (fat lip
) and went to the rince station. This is where the story goes sour.
The rince station is a happy little place outside with a hose to douse your poor burning eyes. Here's the catch that they didn't tell anyone. When you flush your eyes, your throat closes up and it's hard to breath. SUPRISE! I'm not proud of what I did next. I fucking paniced. I went batshit fucking loco. Now compoud this with the fact that I had to shit halfway through the course. No, I did not shit my pants. However, I did run to the bathroom, screaming bloody murder, and took a seat on the John. Some flem came up and I dutifuly spit it on the tile floor. Now, remember, I had a cut lip, so it came up all bloody. My first thought was "Oh my god, I'm vomiting blood." I paniced for about 3 seconds Untill I remembered I had cut my lip in the course. Thankfull, one of the instructors came out, calmed me down and sat me in the shower. He gave me some encouraging words and left one of the guys who had been through it on an earlier course with me (thank GOD they only make you do this once.)
It took me over half an hour after the obstical course to regain sane thought. This is LITERALY the SHITTIEST thing that has ever happened to me. Final words of advice, DON'T FUCK WITH COPS CARRYING PEPPER SPRAY.
A little background on Pepper Spray, for those of you out of the know. To rate pepper spray, they use something called Scoville Heat Units. Jalapino has 2,500 SHUs, and a good Habenero had about 250,00 - 300,000. This shit is rated at 500 fucking THOUSAND SHUs. State police carry 700,000 SHU pepper spray. This shit is no joke.
The first thing you well, I noticed was the absolutly excruciating pain in my eyeballs. I didn't want to open my eyes to see what I was trying to hit. The first two thoughts to enter my mind were "Oh Dear God, make it stop" and "Oh Shit, I'm gonna die". And those were the pleasant ones. Longish story short, I did the obstical course as fast as I could, sustaining only a single injury (fat lip
) and went to the rince station. This is where the story goes sour.
The rince station is a happy little place outside with a hose to douse your poor burning eyes. Here's the catch that they didn't tell anyone. When you flush your eyes, your throat closes up and it's hard to breath. SUPRISE! I'm not proud of what I did next. I fucking paniced. I went batshit fucking loco. Now compoud this with the fact that I had to shit halfway through the course. No, I did not shit my pants. However, I did run to the bathroom, screaming bloody murder, and took a seat on the John. Some flem came up and I dutifuly spit it on the tile floor. Now, remember, I had a cut lip, so it came up all bloody. My first thought was "Oh my god, I'm vomiting blood." I paniced for about 3 seconds Untill I remembered I had cut my lip in the course. Thankfull, one of the instructors came out, calmed me down and sat me in the shower. He gave me some encouraging words and left one of the guys who had been through it on an earlier course with me (thank GOD they only make you do this once.)
It took me over half an hour after the obstical course to regain sane thought. This is LITERALY the SHITTIEST thing that has ever happened to me. Final words of advice, DON'T FUCK WITH COPS CARRYING PEPPER SPRAY.
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