Last Tuesday started out like any normal day. The mood at the office was light was actully almost stress-free. Even more, a buyer wanted to see my trusty ol' car (which btw, I'm selling). So it was turning out to be the start of a good day. That's when it struck... and struck really hard...(aray... ouch...) While lifting my case of tools, the bottom of the case suddenly collapsed and BANG! - my humongous crocodile jack, a 3 ton capacity garage jack, fell and cr ushed my big toe. I blacked-out and was taken to the nearby hospital. The doctor removed (ouch!) my toenail and stitched (double ouch!) the wound made by the jack's impact. To make matters worse, he had my foot x-ray'ed and found out there was a fracture on the toe bone (dunno what exactly they call it). And so, along with the stitches and the bandages, a splint was placed beneath my big toe. Geez... This frags things up a bit, especially since there's still so much to do. I wonder if my car did tha...
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