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@Filthy:
I've actually spilled scalding hot coffee on my goods before. It never occurred to me to sue.
You might have, if you needed skin grafts and reconstructive surgery.
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@Filthy:
I've actually spilled scalding hot coffee on my goods before. It never occurred to me to sue.
You might have, if you needed skin grafts and reconstructive surgery.
-at another mill, shop to be exact I was sitting in a crane watching a ladle full of steel about to open at the casting machine. When a ladle doesn't self open it is lanced open . A lance is just that, a disposable six foot hollow metal tube . Oxygen fills the lance controlled by the operator through a ball valve.Using a torch the oxygen fed lance is lit off. The operator lit off the lance ran it into the ladle's bore and immediately there was a loud explosion. I looked at the casting deck as the dust cleared and thought "holy shit! that guys pants were blown off!" What I thought was tatters of cloth was his skin. The line attached to the lance had a small hole in it and oxygen had been pooling in his pant leg. He lanced the ladle open, a spark jumped off the steel and boom! he was flayed from his boot tops to his shirt hem.
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Holy shit. Did he live?
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yes, he did. He was a young guy that makes a difference they sent him up to a Boston hospital burn unit
When he was out of the hospital & on the mend he said he had to "not think about sex" because hanging with his girlfriend could cause him serious pain…as if thinking has anything to do with it. I couldn't stop laughing. In my defense neither could he. -
@Filthy:
I've actually spilled scalding hot coffee on my goods before. It never occurred to me to sue.
You might have, if you needed skin grafts and reconstructive surgery.
yeah. Don't mind me. I was drunk last night and I have no idea what I am talking about.
@steelworker woah. That's a crazy story. I'm glad he survived and I hope his goods are still functional.
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Congrats. Is this also “honesty with ingrid” day? Or has that already occurred?
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My Wesco arrive next Monday.
I already have it planned out how to address the elephant (new boots on my feet) in the room -
Her: “Adam, where the fuck did those come from?”
Me: “you remember the old brown boots with the white soles you never really liked? I hade them resoled And reconditioned by a better company.
Her: “ok…”
Me: “You like these better now?”
Her: “sure, they look like all your other boots, still”
Me: [emoji41]
It’s off the wall Enough that the wife might consider believing it… maybe
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I do this with knives. "Is that a new knife?" "No, honey, you remember this one, it's the black one."
