I didn't want to call out today

I really didn’t. I especially didn’t want to have to tell WHY I was calling out. I did find a way out of the embarrassment though.

I told the second shift supervisor that I wont be in tonight and that if my supervisor REALLY needs to know why, he can ask my coworker (one of my best friends) and she’d tell him why.

This way, I don’t actually have to be the one to tell my boss that I poured scalding hot water all over my bare crotch.
My sister says I am walking like I just had some really rough porn movie sex.

If only.

Ok, I’ll bite. How’d that happen?

My honest-to-god very first thought: Well, why in the hell did you pour scalding water on your crotch in the first place?

Then I realized that doesn’t sound like the type of thing that someone capable of holding down a regular job would do intentionally. And also, ow! Hope it’s not too bad.

Well, here’s the story. TMI

I got a piercing on Sunday. The guy who did it told me that the proper way to clean it is to put distilled water and sea salt in a cup, microwave it to a warm, comfortable temperature, and then make a seal around the piercing with the cup. Let it soak for 5-10 minutes.

Well, I was tired and not paying attention. Instead of filling the largish plastic cup as I had been doing, I only put in about 1" of water. Then, I proceeded to microwave it for 45 seconds.

As I said, I was tired. I didn’t think to test the water first. I made the nice suction seal around my nether regions and tipped the cup up.

Commence screaming, gasping, and heart-stopping pain. It hurt so bad that my hands were shaking too hard to even pull the cup off. When I finally did pull it off, I splashed the nice hot water all over my inner thighs. I put my pants back on, waddled out of the bathroom and told my sister to feel the water.

She did and she said, “wow, that would really hurt if you put that on your crotch.”

I gasped, “yes, it did.”

My loving sister and her equally loving boyfriend broke into hysterical laughter as I dumped the hot water and refilled it with cold water, waddled into my sister’s bathroom and then did the same thing, this time with ice cold water.

My privates went into shock. Then, they started to burn, and itch, and I felt like I had to pee.

My sister had to look for me to make sure nothing was blistering, since I may be flexible but I’m not THAT flexible.

I tried to go to bed (since I am supposed to be getting up for work in 2 hours). I couldn’t get comfortable. I can’t close my legs and this makes it difficult to sleep on my side. After 2 hours, I put my sweats back on and put an ice pack on my crotch. That helped a bit.

So, it’s now been 5 hours since my brief foray into mouth-breather territory. As of right now, I itch and feel a bit sore. I can close my legs but I’d rather not. I fell like I have a urinary tract infection (which I’m pretty sure I don’t). Best of all, my inner labia is swollen, right around my shiny new piercing.

I can sit comfortably if I keep my butt close to the end of the chair, and my legs spread.

“Why are you walking like that?”

“I got my privates pierced.”

“Oooh, that must have hurt. I can see why you’re walking funny.”

“Well, no - the big needle was the easy part…”

Oh wow…

I wasn’t told to do that when I got mine (I did have a saline solution that I used to clean the piercing, and an anti-microbial wash for when I bathed…) but owie…

The piercing would definitely be the least of your pain…

:eek: :eek: I have upgraded my prior “ow!” to a “Holy shit!” I hope you heal up soon, because…augh, that’s awful!

Ow! I once was late for work because I spilled hot tea on my pants as I was rushing out the door…but that’s a bit easier to explain.

Hey… At least you can be sure its really, REALLY clean now. :smiley:

:smiley: Funny.

It doesn’t hurt anymore but it itches like hell and still feels mildly uncomfortable. I had this done two years ago (the first one rejected, I’m stubborn) and the healing process never felt like this so I’m assuming it’s from what I did last night.

I did finally get to sleep around 10:00 or so. That was, by far, some of the worst sleep I’ve ever had. My friend gets out of work in 25 minutes so I’ll finally be able to find out what my boss said.

Well, apparently both my bosses were crossing their legs in horror and both wanted to know what the hell I was thinking (by getting the piercing) and am I blonde (because of the water).

I’m sure I’ll be made fun of quite a bit tonight when I go in. But, I can deal with it. I’m used to people making fun of me because I hurt myself in stupid ways all the time.

I would’ve chocked it up to a “making tea in my short nightie” accident. I wouldn’t use the phrase “new piercing” in any way when discussing this with people outside of the family.

Or the SDMB.

Hope you feel better soon!

  1. I am NEVER getting a piercing.

  2. I was once late because a circus was travelling to the arena nearby when an elephant got out of his cage and stopped traffic for a while.
    My boss thought it was a great reason.

Why not on the SDMB? I can honestly say that I don’t care what anyone here or at work thinks of me. If anyone here has a problem with the fact that I got a genital piercing, they are welcome to say it and then go away.

As for outside my family, I love my job. I love my coworkers. I also spent way too long in foster care to be ashamed about personal things. I don’t do things to my body that make me ashamed so there’s no shame in telling people about them.

Besides, I like making my bosses cringe. :smiley:
I would love to be late for work due to a loose elephant. That would be so cool.

As for getting a piercing, the one I got actually hurt less than getting my ears pierced. The first time I got it, I didn’t like the placement and then it rejected. I love the placement on this one and I really hope I didn’t screw it up with the water.

Maybe this is really what happened to that old woman who claimed that the McDonald’s coffee scalded her. Probably just trying to fix a new piercing.

Ya know, I always used to wonder how coffee could scald someone like that.

I really don’t doubt any more.

I have to say I’ve never heard the phrase “call out” used in place of “call in” when you can’t make it to work. Maybe a regional thing?

Oh yeah…OUCH!

I don’t know if it’s a regional thing. I know it’s a me thing though. It just doesn’t make sense to say call in. After all, I’m calling to say I’ll be out.

The Little Hook (age 39) once called in to say he would be late because there were two moose grazing between his front door and his truck.

perhaps calling out is an east coast thing?

ouch! and i knew someone who called out because of a tongue piercing, it got infected.