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Monday, August 07, 2006 A Darwin worthy incident on how i managed to cut my finger with a pair of shaver.you see for some inexplicable reason, there is a shaver in the small compartment of my bag. Now i cannot remember when or why would a shaver be found in there but somehow, it's just there. Ye i know who the hell puts a shaver in his bag and carry it around..but that's just me. Now it was a fine Saturday morning and i was back in camp as opposed to what i should normally be doing (sleeping at home)so i was feeling abit sian already. Approaching my bunk i rummaged my trousers as always to get my key, but this time the familiar jingle wasn't there. Allright so it should be in the small compartment in my bag yeah ? Or so i thought. I tried to feel the outline of the key but still, nothing. Now the compartment was actually quite full containing my wallet hp mp3 player, receipts, and plenty of other rubbish stuff and i was getting quite frustrated so i took down my bag and open it and put my hand inside and anyhow whack here and there trying to feel the key. The only thing i 'whacked' 5 seconds later were the 2 inches thick blades of my shaver on my precious middle finger, leaving two artistic scars on it. Honestly it was quite painful, as my first impressions were "C******" and then after i looked at it"FUCK"! I thought it was a small cut at first so i just wiped the blood underneath my smart 4 but the blood simply kept on gushing out. No exaggeration the blood was really flowing out badly for such a small cut. Rushed to the toilet and pressed it under the water but the thing just wont stop bleeding. Went down to the OPS RM and requested for some plaster. For the time it had taken the guy to get me a plaster, i might have died. Anyhow put 2 handiplast on it and went to the medical centre. By the time i got there the handiplast was already covered with blood. Now the duty personnel at the MC was abit more high class as they gave me a cotton wool that resembled a condom and put two pieces of masking tape over it. They could might as well stapled it to my finger. And no i did not manage to find my bunk key. Gab wanna give it back to me ? |
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