If anybody is still reading my journal, I got a new job at the beginning of June (2007) in a large low-rise office building in Arlington, VA.
Last Friday we had a picnic with horse shoes, basketball, tug of war and volleyball. I was recruited to give contractor support to the tug of war.
While we were losing, in the first round, to the opponent who became champion of tug of war, I cut my left index finger. Thus the title of this post.
Otherwise, the new job is pretty cool but it is not as cool as that Afghanistan job.
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Don't tell me you didn't get proper health care for injuries sustained while in the line of duty!