Unfiltered Story #369783
A handful of years ago, one of my coworkers was screwing around more than he should have been and ended up injuring his foot.
We wear steel toed boots at our job, but that doesn’t mean you still can’t injure your foot. My coworker comes walking into the office with a slight limp. He tells me that a 2×4 on the ground had some nails sticking up and instead of flipping the board over and stepping on it to bend the nails down, he tried to just push the nails down with the heel of his boot and one of the nails went right through and into his foot and now his foot is all wet from the blood, his sock is getting squishy. He’s mad at himself for being dumb about what he did and now made he has to go to the clinic for a checkup due to getting injured on the job.
The couple of us in the office all laugh at his misfortune and he feels dumb about it already, but what are good coworkers for if they can’t rub a little salt in your wounds? I mention to him that he may need a tetanus shot if he hasn’t had one for a while….come to find out, last time he had one was about 10 years prior. He knows he’ll need one when goes to the clinic for a checkup and he’s nervous because he hates needles, they scare him.
Off he goes. He comes back to work a few hours later.
Me: What took you so long?
Coworker: I had to get a tetanus shot. I f’ing hate needles. The nurse that gave me my shot, she went to put the cap back on the needle and ended up jabbing herself in the hand with it and because the needle was used on me they had to draw blood for testing!
Me, I’m laughing my head off at him because of his misfortune. First a nail in the foot, then needing a shot and now because of the blood draw.
Coworker: It’s not funny! I had to sit there for an hour because they had to draw 6 vials of blood for running tests for blood borne illnesses! I hate needles! I almost passed out! That stupid nurse.
I’m still laughing and as a couple other people have come into the office he’s having to retell the story several times and pretty soon everyone is laughing.
Coworker: It’s not funny! You guys suck!
He stomped (the best he could with his foot being sore from the nail puncture earlier) out of the office and avoided us for the next half hour. A bit later he started to stop feeling sorry for his predicament and started laughing at the situation.
