Its come to my attention that some power of the universe doesn't want me to have a left hand. that or i'm just a klutz. >.>
saturday night at work was quite the twillight zone. i do the fancy job of unloading trucks. normally i am doing folded or pulling plastic which is much easier than everything else on the line. b/c of the wonders of business and how greatly money effects everything, many hours were cut for saturday's shift. taking our crew down from 13 people to 7. SEVEN! to unloading a friggin' truck!
because of this i was put on unpacking hanging on the line. i _HATE_ that job. hate. it. to add to my joy i was helping with cutting and trash. meaning i was literally running all over the fucking dock. at some point i was cutting a box open and the truck unloader pushed the boxes down the line causing my cutter to get bumped and turning over in my hand as i pushed down to open the box. slashing the webbing-ish skin between my thumb and index finger. you'd be surprised how much blood can come from it! i sure was...
i wound up having to get the manager and have her tape bandages on my hand. i looked like an idiot. and because the bleeding just wouldn't stop, and one of my co-workers was apperently quite versed in first-aid, i was forced to keep my hand raised. furthering the idiot look. yup.
dammit. stupid hand. stupid blood.
yesterday i wound up cutting my index finger open, palm side, right at the first crease. how the HELL i managed that i still don't know.
needless to say, i'm glad i don't work tonight...i don't need anymore cuts!
saturday night at work was quite the twillight zone. i do the fancy job of unloading trucks. normally i am doing folded or pulling plastic which is much easier than everything else on the line. b/c of the wonders of business and how greatly money effects everything, many hours were cut for saturday's shift. taking our crew down from 13 people to 7. SEVEN! to unloading a friggin' truck!
because of this i was put on unpacking hanging on the line. i _HATE_ that job. hate. it. to add to my joy i was helping with cutting and trash. meaning i was literally running all over the fucking dock. at some point i was cutting a box open and the truck unloader pushed the boxes down the line causing my cutter to get bumped and turning over in my hand as i pushed down to open the box. slashing the webbing-ish skin between my thumb and index finger. you'd be surprised how much blood can come from it! i sure was...
i wound up having to get the manager and have her tape bandages on my hand. i looked like an idiot. and because the bleeding just wouldn't stop, and one of my co-workers was apperently quite versed in first-aid, i was forced to keep my hand raised. furthering the idiot look. yup.
dammit. stupid hand. stupid blood.
yesterday i wound up cutting my index finger open, palm side, right at the first crease. how the HELL i managed that i still don't know.
needless to say, i'm glad i don't work tonight...i don't need anymore cuts!
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