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well, i won't say this instance was death, since i wasn't IN my car at the time. at my old job, i always parked in the same space. force of habit, no real reason for it, not like it was assigned parking or anything. this particular day, someone parked in my usual spot, so i parked elsewhere in the lot. halfway through the day, we heard screeching tires, then a HUGE crash. a car was speeding down the highway that overlooked our office park, jumped the curb, flipped over and smashed upside-down...right into the space where i usually park. somehow the driver didn't get turned into people spaghetti (but he was pretty hosed up.) i suppose it was lucky that the car didn't land in such a way that the momentum carried it into our building, since the walls were all glass and it was just one floor, it would have busted through easily at that speed. just one of many wacky stories from that job, we had some wild poo poo happen over the near decade i worked there.
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Haji posted:This one just happened to me. I decided to get my thyroid removed because the biopsies are super uncomfortable and I didn't want to get them anymore. And I've had hashimotos for about 30 years now so I figured that eventually my immune system was going to cause a major problem. Turns out that eventually was actually now, but the cancer tumor was so small that it was totally undetectable until my thyroid was removed and sent to pathology. Whoa. dodged a 0.1cm bullet there! glad to see it got taken care of. I think we'd all agree having a yucky rash is a SMALL price to pay for being cancer-free.
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New Zealand can eat me posted:Bathrooms are no joke man. I tripped getting out of the shower and faceplanted my whole body weight into a rod iron towel rack. Housemates found me on the ground in a puddle of blood. Split my forehead open and had a concussion bad enough to gently caress up my speech for a little while it's wild how much head wounds can bleed, even if it's just a (relatively) minor nick. like the same severity wound on your arm would bleed a bit, but a head wound and it's a gusher. this brought back one of my horrible memories of all the injuries that happened working at a movie theater, the concession stand is a loving deathtrap. this was a fairly old theater i was working at. one time, one of the girls was sitting down, unpacking boxes of candy to put into the storage under the counter. meanwhile,someone else was on the other side of the island, folding those stupid little nacho trays. they went to turn to put a stack of folded trays on a shelf, and elbowed the butter dispenser. the counter under it was apparently pretty slippery because it had a very, very slow leak, and that little nudge sent it off the counter, with the sharp corner nailing the girl right in the forehead. tiny gash, didn't knock her out, just fell at her feet, but there was a FOUNTAIN of blood. i remember frantically grabbing paper towels to wad up to put pressure on it, so we could get her to the hospital for stitches. and hey, that's not even the end of the story for that god drat butter dispenser. a few months later, i was wrangling a batch of those pretzel nugget things from the oven. one hand had the oven mitt, the other hand was still wearing a plastic glove, because i was just midway through baking several batches of them during the friday night rush. someone came by behind me...and slipped on some butter...yeah, they still hadn't fixed that slow leak. rather than letting themselves just fall back while i was working with said dangerously hot oven, they grabbed my shoulder and proceeded to shove me forward, causing my plastic-gloved hand to instinctively keep me from faceplanting into the oven, melting said glove all over my hand. as i quickly tried to shed the molten plastic napalm all over my hand, it tore up several huge chunks of skin with it. i frantically asked to go to the hospital, and i kid you not, my manager wouldn't let me. "we need you for the friday rush!" If i was a smarter teenager i would have quit, then sued the poo poo out of them, but no, i just covered my hand in bandages and suffered through it. ![]()
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