Agh!!! ItstingsItstingsItstingsItstings!
Chop onions. garlic, chili. Mash in mortar. Rub eye.
Agh!!! ItstingsItstingsItstingsItstings!
Dice habaneros without rubber gloves, take a leak.
Owowowowowowowow!
Put on Burt’s Bees lip balm containing peppermint oil.
Spend “quality time” with husband.
Watch husband run for the shower!
Agh! EeeEeeEee (Try not to Hee Hee Hee)
Not having the man parts, I would have to just imagine what that would be like…but I got some habanero under my fingernails last summer and it burned for 2 days.
Last winter, a friend gave me a bottle of hot sauce made from pepper extract. The kind of sauce that should be labeled: “of no practical use whatsoever”. I was making spaghetti one day, looking for a twist, I thought to myself: If I put 3 or 4 Tablespoons of this novelty hot sauce into the water in which my pasta would soon be cooking, the noodles will probably soak up some of the flavor. That’ll be good! After 20 minutes, wondering why my eyes were burning and my throat was closing up, I thought back to 4th grade science: heated water becomes water vapor. I’d filled my entire home with capsaicin vapor. Pepper spray. I didn’t sue anybody for not printing a warning advising me “do not add to boiling water”, and I ate the spaghetti. Couldn’t taste much of anything for the best part of the afternoon though. Don’t try this at home unless you’re trying to evict a family of raccoons.
When it comes to those “specialty” hot sauces you gotta be mindful of the SU rating. There are some absurdly, rediculously, supernovae-hot sauces out there whose sole purpose for existence appears to be for the rights to accurately be able to advertize a heat of 10,000,000 Scoville Units. (Pure capsaisin is 16,000,000 SUs, and there have, in fact, been sauces to exceed the 10M SU mark. I think the hottest in existence is 12M SUs) With some of those “milder” hot sauces (100,000-300,000 SUs) it’s usually the “little drop’ll do” rule.
To the topic, I’ve done the add-cayenne-to-sauce-then-rub-eye thing in the past. It’s not fun.
Where I used to work, there was a product that had capsaicin as an ingredient… it was a bit of a cruel joke to watch new chemists handle it without gloves, wait until their hands or eyes or whatever was burning, and then remind them that we have gloves and health and safety rules in place for a reason. The advice to wear PPE comes on the very first day of work, so it’s not as if they weren’t told! It’s a good lesson - there was a lot of other stuff in the labs that was a lot more dangerous, with much worse longterm effects!
I once lopped a small chunk off the end of my finger when I was distracted while dicing onions. Holy crap, did that smart: onion juice in cut = PAIN.
Mrs. Mercotan once plucked what she thought was a beef strip off my plate at a szechuan restaurant with her chopsticks. Upon chewing it, she discovered it was a very, very hot pepper, so she spit it into her napkin.
Sadly, the heat made her nose run, so she took her napkin and wiped her nose, putting the spit-out pepper up her nostril.
This was uncomfortable for her, too.
I hate it when I do that!
For some reason, fried chicken places always include a pickled jalapeno in a dinner order. My husband loves those things, I do not, so I give mine to him. One day, we were peacefully eating a fried chicken dinner, and one of our cats decided that he wanted to sniff our food. This cat never EATS people food, mind you, but he does reserve the right to sniff anything he wants. At any rate, we hold up a piece of chicken, let him sniff it, and put it aside for the dog. My husband picks up his pepper, starts to eat it, and the cat indicates that he wants to sniff it. So my husband holds out his half-eaten pepper. The cat sniffs it. A droplet of pepper juice drips down from the pepper…and right into the cat’s nostril. The cat did quite a dance. He was not a happy kitty. And to this day, he insists on sniffing our food. He’s not a bright boy.
Did your wife decide that this was all your fault, Qadgop?
Spend afternoon dicing up Jalapenos without gloves. Oh, they’re not that hot.
Being experienced, carefully avoid sticking fingers in eyes, nose, touching sensitive nether regions.
Take a shower, wash hair by mixing shampoo & the hot pepper juice you forgot was all over your hands. Let shampoo distribute it everywhere.
Squintsquintsquintsquint!
But why would it hurt his li… oh
That took me a second.
Rub wife’s sore back with Ben-Gay.
Scratch privates.
Aieeeeeeeeee!!!
I climbed into bed once hours after cooking w/pepper. Then rubbed both my eyes hard. Then I crawled, (Yes, crawled) to the shower. I had a raccoon mask of red, puffy skin that continued to burn far at least an hour after I finally got my vision back. I wish I’d had some yogurt to put on it.
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QtM, if I ever ever doubted you were a doctor (and I never have, but if I did) this last statement proved it to me forever.
Since, of course, this is how my OB/GYN described labor. “You may be uncomfortable for a little while.” WTF? It must be doctor code for “this is gonna hurt like a sunnuvabitch!”
/hijack
Cheers,
G
Swap genders, make it a few fresh chillis, and I’ve been in the same position. The (cold water) showerhead never saw such action, and I never saw so little. :eek:
Oh no, she was quite reasonable about it. That’s one of the reasons we’re still together, 33 years after our first date.