Jun 22, 2006 16:23
so you'd think that by now i'd figure out that some things hurt.
in addition to my stab wound, which isn't healing much at all, i decided to challenge one of the new guys at work to a contest. a contest to see who could put a bigger hole in a scrap piece of (fresh) sheetrock. i think i've been spoiled by the shit in my basement, which is likely softened by the humidity, because when i punched this thing, it cracked in half, but at my hand's expense. my middle knuckle swelled almost instantly, and pain shot up my entire arm and numbed my hand. but that was only the beginning...
i have, as of today:
a strained wrist
two pained heels
one lame ankle
some intense neck strain
itchy fuckin eyes
asbestos'd lungs
numerous cuts and bruises
a nice scrape on my forearm
and an achey knee
i love this job, but i hate what it does to me. or rather, what i do to myself while working.
oh, the new kid hit his piece too, it broke, but not quite to the same effect as mine. most likely because he saw how much pain i was in from going all-out on it.
next week is gonna be fun too. i get two wisdom teeth out on monday, so im out of work til wednesday. then on thursday i get a vaccination against viral meningococcus as well as a physical, just to make RIT happy.
this weekend, i have my house all to myself.
or, as adam says, this weekend, im having parties