It's my damn clutch finger! Jesus C in a freakin' sidecar! G-Dammit!
I F'd up tonight trying to move something heavy with sharp edges. It slipped and broke my freaking finger and laid it open to the tune of 8 stitches and a damn splint! It didn't hurt, it was kinda weird when the vein popped and started spraying all crazy everywhere. It kinda stung, but never like a big "ouch". I guess I'm getting used to things like this. It happened at 10 pm. I went to the local patch shop and they were 4hrs backed up. Went to the next patch shop. 4-5 hours wait. Apparently Friday night is popular for F' ing yourself up. I had to drive 45 mins to a hospital where they could take care of it within 2 hours. It's freaking 4 am and I'm just getting home! Dammit Jim! If I was a doctor, I'd sew it myself and use some popsicle sticks and duct tape!
I'm pissed!
Sorry, the first pic looks like a boner that had issues with a lawn mower. The second pic clearly displays my pissed offeness best.
I F'd up tonight trying to move something heavy with sharp edges. It slipped and broke my freaking finger and laid it open to the tune of 8 stitches and a damn splint! It didn't hurt, it was kinda weird when the vein popped and started spraying all crazy everywhere. It kinda stung, but never like a big "ouch". I guess I'm getting used to things like this. It happened at 10 pm. I went to the local patch shop and they were 4hrs backed up. Went to the next patch shop. 4-5 hours wait. Apparently Friday night is popular for F' ing yourself up. I had to drive 45 mins to a hospital where they could take care of it within 2 hours. It's freaking 4 am and I'm just getting home! Dammit Jim! If I was a doctor, I'd sew it myself and use some popsicle sticks and duct tape!
I'm pissed!
Sorry, the first pic looks like a boner that had issues with a lawn mower. The second pic clearly displays my pissed offeness best.