bleeding to death
# 03 June 2006 00:15

Well okay not quite "to death", but yeah I managed to find a sharp edge on the inside of one of the chillers at work. Quite annoyngly it slices a little chunk out of my finger that giving me a little flap of skin and a wound that insisted on continuing to bleed.
Hurt like hell, so I grabbed a couple of plasters out the office and went down to backroom. Got the dive moved out the way so I didn't bleed all over it, cos that wouldn't be very hygienic, lol... And this cut wouldn't stop. So I went and sat in the office for about 10 mins with my arm in the air, and eventually Nicky, the other Shift Manager (we usually have 2 Shift Managers on a weekend nights), she came in and managed to get a plaster on my finger, and put a bandage over it to keep the pressure on. So it was alright after that. Didn't go around bleeding everywhere anyways.

So, laters after I finished I kicked the boy racers off the carpark, but they were still hanging around by the garage so I drove off a bit then called the police on them. :P

So I have to go pick my sister up from Bewdley, and while I'm waiting for her I take the bandages off and it seemed alrighty anyways.
My sister didn't seem to be able to see where I was waiting for her, despite the fact that I was right next to where she could see...
"I can see HSBC, and the museum..."
"I'm literally across the road from there!"
"Well I can't see you."
"Well walk down here then!"
Geez... sisters, eh? lol

When I got home I had a closer inspection of my battlewound, and it seems it is actually still trying to bleed, so I have stuck a couple fresh plasters on it.

So yeah, that is my amazing story for the day.
Whoo.

Andy
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