Journal Chira's Journal: My Bloody Finger 2
As dictated to Daengbo
I cut my finger today. I was at work, cutting out the "Lucky Draw" for the Chinese New Year promotion, and the box-cutter jumped over the ruler and cut my index finger rather badly. There was blood everywhere. I sauntered over to the pharmacist, and she put some betadine and a small bandage on it.
It kept bleeding, though, and my boss looked at me like I was about to pass out and then made me buy alcohol, anti-bacterial cream, and cotton pads. He cleaned it then bandaged it up for me again.
I was so dazed the whole time. I just stared at my own blood and felt nothing. Then Thirayudh told me that he would show me a way to use exacto knives without cutting myself. He was laughing at me the whole time. Nice guy!
So, my compensation package just went up to salary + transportation + lunch + medical supplies.
Oh, yeah... My boss is buying me a cell phone tomorrow. I just sit at my desk. Why do I need a cell phone? He must want more work out of me...Voila!
I cut my finger today. I was at work, cutting out the "Lucky Draw" for the Chinese New Year promotion, and the box-cutter jumped over the ruler and cut my index finger rather badly. There was blood everywhere. I sauntered over to the pharmacist, and she put some betadine and a small bandage on it.
It kept bleeding, though, and my boss looked at me like I was about to pass out and then made me buy alcohol, anti-bacterial cream, and cotton pads. He cleaned it then bandaged it up for me again.
I was so dazed the whole time. I just stared at my own blood and felt nothing. Then Thirayudh told me that he would show me a way to use exacto knives without cutting myself. He was laughing at me the whole time. Nice guy!
So, my compensation package just went up to salary + transportation + lunch + medical supplies.
Oh, yeah... My boss is buying me a cell phone tomorrow. I just sit at my desk. Why do I need a cell phone? He must want more work out of me...Voila!
box cutters (Score:1)
Re:box cutters (Score:1)
I put a ruler on the cardboard first, then I cut along. I guess that I pushed too hard so the end of the cutter, which was pointed and sharp, jumped on the ruler and cut my finger.
My fatty finger is pretty bad right now. I can't use it. I'm typing this comment like a person who doesn't know how ro rype^H^H^H^H^