See, I've got a bit of a problem here. I was at work yesterday, doing something I shouldn't have (at the request of someone who also knew better) and it all ended up with a grinder kicking back straight into my face. Generally, I lucked out considering the blade didn't hit me and grind my face off, although I still am generally amazed at how impossible it is to stop something with as little as 1 hp and only weighs about 10 lbs from coming back at you if it wants to.
What I'm left with is a bit of a laceration on the bridge of my nose from where the grinder smashed into my face and tore the skin off. Generally, it looks pretty tough, but I don't know how some people are going to take to it over the next three weeks or so. So what I need from you guys is:
1.) advice. Any tips on making cuts and stuff go away faster? Should I rock a nose bandage out or just let the world bear witness to my toughness and manliness?
2.) I need stories. This could have happened in such a cooler way that I feel the need to fuck with people's heads. I like to throw out totally unrealistic stories for injuries and then never explain how they actually happened. These usually make me sound like a superhero. As I'm sitting here right now I can think of somehting like this:
"So I was walking along, pretty drunk, just minding my own buisness and trying to figure out what exactly the difference is between a porn star and a hooker. That's when I heard the little girl scream. I looked over and saw a man trying to pull a teenaged girl into his van. 'walk away, this will not end well for you', I told myself, but I just couldn't. I had to run over there and try to help her. So I ran up, jumped into the van, tackled the guy and the driver started kicking me in the ribs. I'm rolling around in the back of the van with this guy and he's got the girl by the ankles. blah blah blah, we get out of the van and it takes off blah. So she thanks me in her deep and husky voice and that's when it hits me. It couldn't have been her that let out that scream. As she's hugging me and my body is being shaken by the vibrations from her deep velvety voice I spy a young girl - maybe 8 or 9- looking at us, abnormally terrified. I break the embrace and walk over to her, and kneel down on the street in front of the lawn she is perched on, frozen in fear. 'hey there little missus, what's wrong?' as the words leave my mouth I get scared...her eyes are as big as dinner plates now and there is a rustiling in the bush behind me. That's when the cougar jumped on my back and my face smashed into the ground."
Are your pants off yet? Because that's kind of what I'm going for here.