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My co-worker got stung on the ear the other day. While I sympathized, there was a moment of 'yes, you do look freakish lopsided with one giant ear' where I may have chuckled.
Today, out in the field, my boss warned about moving fallen logs because that's what got the other guy stung (he didn't move anything, the contractor that did was stung 17 times, apparently).
I did not move anything, except there was a bramble stuck in my hair...
...really stuck, like it was hanging on...
...which I finally pulled free but it stuck to my finger...
...where it proceeded to sting me.
My right index finger. I can only hope 1) it stops hurting any time now and 2) it doesn't swell up overnight. I have a lot of knitting and crocheting to do, and can't afford the injury!
In other news, I saw someone drive into a roadway of freshly poured concrete today. Laughing at that was probably another thing the universe was getting me back for.
Today, out in the field, my boss warned about moving fallen logs because that's what got the other guy stung (he didn't move anything, the contractor that did was stung 17 times, apparently).
I did not move anything, except there was a bramble stuck in my hair...
...really stuck, like it was hanging on...
...which I finally pulled free but it stuck to my finger...
...where it proceeded to sting me.
My right index finger. I can only hope 1) it stops hurting any time now and 2) it doesn't swell up overnight. I have a lot of knitting and crocheting to do, and can't afford the injury!
In other news, I saw someone drive into a roadway of freshly poured concrete today. Laughing at that was probably another thing the universe was getting me back for.