This morning, the coworker who was supposed to cover my lunch called and said she had to go to the hospital because her husband had hurt himself at work. Of course I told her to GO GO GO, as did her boss. I’m OK with not leaving the warehouse over something like that.
She just called me. Her husband is a autobody repair guy, lots of sharp objects around. From what she told me, he managed to literally stab himself in the back. :smack:
Apparently, he tripped and while recovering his balance, he stood up and stabbed his back. Then, instead of being all cool and calm, he lept forward from the pain and put on a good exit slash.
Cosmetic damage for her hubby. He’ll be back at work on Monday.
Snickers going to snorts then to belly busting laughter happened when she told me that he had gotten 42 stiches.