Everyday Randomness

Straight Through The Finger

Today has totally sucked. I finally slept a few hours this morning, but I woke up feeling like absolutely shit. I feel almost flu-ish. I called Hubby this afternoon to ask him to pick up some medicine for me on the way home from work only to find out he was having a mini crisis of his own.

He was putting cedar shake siding on a house today, and when he was stapling the black paper up behind the shingles he had an accident. His finger slipped right as he went to staple the paper, and he ended up sending a 1 3/4″ staple straight through his ring finger. *OUCH* The staple hit his knuckle and bounced off it, so instead of busting his knuckle it went through the side of his finger. Of course with anything like that the pain doesn’t hit until you have to get the sucker out. The doc jerked it out of his finger with a pair of pliers.

Staple guns are a never ending hazard in our household. This is the 2rd time Hubby has been shot with one in the last year. The other one wasn’t his fault though. The first time one of the guys he works with was being stupid playing with the gun. When Hubby walked by the dude shot him in the stomach with a freakin’ staple. Yeah, dude got fired.

Hubby also had a nail go through his hand when he was just starting out in carpentry about 10 years ago, and I’ve had a staple gun incident of my own. I’ve got a huge scar between my eyes. In high school I was helping build the set for one of our drama club plays, and I was holding a ladder for a guy. He stupidly set the staple gun on the top of the ladder when he went to climb down. Of course the staple gun was knocked off, and I looked up in time to see it hit me between the eyes. I’m just glad it wasn’t one of the industrial ones like Hubby uses.

I’m starting to think I need to ban the use of staple guns around our house. Too bad I can’t ban them at his work.