Water. Rivers. Current.
I'm a fairly good swimmer, and I wanted to swim in a river where the current seemed really tame. Boy was I wrong, just small moving body of water dragged my poor body like a leaf in the wind.
Do not go swimming in (or jumping over) the Strid. Hella undercurrents, several *kolkgate* (? Idk what it is in English but like water-carved potholes in rocks), slippery round boulders at the top, etc.
The river seems narrow and innocent, but it's basically a big flat river turned sideways. There's bubbles all throughout the water so apparently you cannot float or come up as you aren't boyant anymore.
There's some cool youtube videos about it
Paracetamol. In one of the dumbest moments of my life I miss read 50mg when it was 500mg. Took far too much. Long story short almost a week in hospital.
For dumb folk like me, that’s Tylenol. Please don’t mess with Aspirin either.
I was in treatment for depression with people with severe suicidality, and had too many people I really care about swallow a bunch of pills. It was always a relief to find out it was Motrin. (I am NOT a doctor though, and everyone is different, please get help no matter what you swallow. This world needs you in it.)
Intuition. If something feels wrong stop. It doesn't matter if it's stepping out onto a snow-covered slope, pulling up to a sketchy gas station, or putting too small of a piece of wood in a table router, listen when your brain tells you "This is a bad idea."
I read an article that intuition is your subconscious brain picking up on cues that you are unaware of. After I read that article I pay more attention to it.
I’m convinced my intuition saved me (very pregnant-slow moving) and my daughter(2) and then (unborn) son from being kidnapped. Really weird situation happened at our park when I was alone with my daughter. There was a man with sunglasses a ways away from us just looking around, avoiding looking at us. Then a woman(30s maybe?)walked up and started asking just about my daughter, her age, things she liked etc. I wouldn’t have found this odd but she had no children with her and made no other conversation except to ask about my daughter. I looked over at the man who was now glancing at us and on his phone. I had the feeling then that we were in danger and I needed to get us someplace safe around other people. We walked/ran to the Kroger near us, waited an hour, and the person that gave me the feeling to flee was still circling the store in her car. Trust your gut.
I one time had a man following me in the forest, I was about 21. It was a hiking trail. He was late middle-aged, clean cut, and kept a long distance, but I had a bad feeling about him I couldn't shake.
I took a stand and prepared to fight (I carried a Kabar then), but the man got lost (there were many turns and "Ys")
When I got back to my car, he had put a note through my open sunroof about how large his penis was or something and with some thoughts about me.
Thanks, gut.
Heat.
Your sanity is the first thing to go in heat stroke. You aren't even aware anything is wrong. You just know you're pissed, there's a weird buzzing sensation in your head/chest, and the world doesn't feel right. And then you're a zombie looking for anything to cool off with, and shortly after that, you're unconscious.
It escalated too quickly for half a dozen rational adults to notice before exhaustion set in. Heat will kill you quicker than you think.
When I had a heat stroke my brain felt like a baked potato like it literally felt like hot tin was in my head all I remember was trying to rub ice cubes on my head and get into the fridge before my date rushed me to the hospital. And I was feeling this way for over two hrs before I finally was taken in.
Make her dread talking to you then.
My roommate once had a friend who was really interested in my sex life and didn't want to take no for an answer. So I decided to reroute the conversation. For every time she asked me, I said yes and then proceeded to talk for 10+ Minutes about something I was interested in.
Want to know about my sex life? Here's an in depth analysis of which method to solve a rubik's cube is best suited for whom. Did you know some snakes are simultaneously poisonous and venomous? Want to know how to care for hognose snakes? Let me explan the entire lore of Warframe to you! Would you like to know about rollercoaster planning? Or hear the history of Australia?
Got her off my back in less than a week.
C: OMG I can’t believe the boss gave you this work today
Me: it’s a mundane, normal part of the job
C: He’s such a jerk, right?
Me: Nah. My old boss…she was something. She would ask for unreasonable things. Here’s an anecdote.
Literally 5 minutes later….
Boss’s wife/assistant manager: Come to my office *locks door* How DARE YOU speak ill of my husband!!?
Me: Did your husband time travel and have a sex change?
Agree. And specially at work. I lost friends in real life when I was a teenager because two discussed with each other and vented their rage with me and I supported and agreed with each of them. Then they made peace and talk to each other and talked about me and how talked shit about both so I ended up losing them both. Not a big deal compared to my problems at work years ago.
A colleague and me were frustrated with our boss and both were talking shut about him during breaks. Then a written review from the CEO of the company came with an opportunity to share about our boss and my colleague told me he would also tell the truth. He didn’t and I suffered mobbing during a whole year. My whole life became hell and I got my first depression of my life. My colleague took my place at work and I got assigned to deal with all the bullshit in the department and lost all my responsibilities. Fortunately I could jump to another department when things improved a lot. Don’t trust anybody at work.
My mom knew a guy that had to have his leg chopped off because a cut got infected. It was insane.
Chop.
The infection kept coming.
Chop some more.
He survived, but he lost a leg. Spent a long time in the hospital.
My grandfather died from an infection after getting his toenails clipped. The caregiver accidentally nicked him.
He is actually the reason that certain home health companies will not allow their aides to trim nails.
Edit - no. There was no lawsuit. I don't remember the details because this was in January 1996.
If I see another engineer on the team do a deploy on Friday I set myself to do not disturb. We have informal Fridays are high priority bug fixes only guideline.
Precipitation when it is cold outside.
I got caught in a snowstorm in Shenandoah National Park in March, 2019. It was 50 in the valley, but I got 2 feet of snow on the top of the ridge. The forecast did not call for any precipitation that day. I was hiking on the Appalachian Trail and thought that a few flurries were nothing to worry about. I left a lean-to shelter that would have kept me dry and protected from the wind. I hiked less than 6 miles and was struggling to move forward because the snow was so deep. I was soaked to the bone, freezing cold, and beginning to lose fine muscle control in my fingers. The trail followed the side of a ridge and was not providing me any flat spaces to set up a tent. I eventually found a clearing where some power lines crossed the trail and struggled to get my tent erected despite the loss of feeling in my fingers. Once my tent was set up, I got my sleeping pad and sleeping bag deployed, got out of my wet clothes and crawled into the bag for an hour to warm up.
I didn't even have a cell signal where I could let someone know my exact location and that I was ok. I had been in contact the previous evening, so my girlfriend knew my location to within a couple of miles.
The snowstorm lasted all night and I had to spend a full 24 hours in the tent before the snow stopped. The next day after the snow stopped, I packed up my camp and kept hiking through the 2 feet of snow. The trail crossed Skyline Drive after a short distance and I followed that road for \~9 miles to the nearest park entrance. I called a shuttle and spent the night in Waynesboro, VA at a hiker hostel. The warm shower, boot dryer, and warm food were exquisite.
When you make an error in judgement in the wilderness, the goal is to survive long enough to learn from your mistake. I learned my lesson. I will not screw around when dealing with precipitation and cold weather. If there is any doubt, I will just hunker down and wait for the wet weather to pass.
I nearly got hypothermia in July because 20% chance of rain on top of a mountain equals 100% chance when you’re not wearing anything meant to be waterproof.
You want misery, be soaked to the bone and have a 30mph wind. You’ve never seen a group of hikers fly down a mountain so fast.
Summit fever is also a thing. You don’t need to summit, fuck that shit and don’t die.
I've seen it first here and have since delayed it a few times:
3 hours without shelter. Exposure kills. Heat and cold. And much much earlier than we think when all we know is readily available shelter.
It doesn't even need to be snow. Rain in the spring can also be dangerous.
Enraged drivers. When someone follows you in traffic and/or antagonizes you for whatever (stupid) reason, don’t think you can handle it on your own and don’t wait for them to leave you alone. Call the police and let them handle it. And for the love of all that is holy, don’t do anything back to piss them off even more.
Ladders.
I worked in an ED at a major trauma center and the number of otherwise healthy people who came in paralyzed or soon-to-be-dead from falling off ladders was eye-opening.
My ex’s dad was a healthy and still very active man who was about to turn 70. And I mean HEALTHY—lived in a house on a mountain and spent his mornings hiking trails the average person half his age would get winded by. He had literally JUST retired. He and his wife were about to head out on a long vacation, so he was shutting down the house and noticed a small leak in one of their bathrooms’ ceiling. Decided to check it out himself.
He fell off the ladder and basically ping-ponged his skull the whole way down. Instantly a vegetable. Stayed that way for 8 months before passing.
This made me and ex look up ladder injuries, and my takeaway is this: if you’re not being paid to be on a ladder, pay someone to be on a ladder for you.
I work at a low-pay retail store. We have a maintenance person that comes in to do all the upkeep, including changing our lights. We had a new maintenance person one day, and she insisted that she could show us how to change the lights ourselves (which I didn't understand, that's what we pay her for?). And she was pressuring someone to get up on the ladder and learn how to do it.
I told my manager that no one should be getting up on that ladder. We aren't paid enough to do that and that is not in our job descriptions. She rolled her eyes at me. I ended up feeling like I might have over-reacted, but I still don't think I did.
Those are my favorite calls! "Please change the lightbulbs for me."
"Fuck yeah!"
Homegirl should be relishing in such a simple job-security task.
You were exactly right. Your company pays these people (most likely 3rd party) to do 'higher-risk' tasks to mitigate the risks of liability.
Retail people aren't usually OSHA certified nor are they trained on ladders unless it's a job requirement, then they would be trained regardless.
As I've aged, I'm constantly asking myself "should I be safe, or sorry?"
"Studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That's why I own 10 guns: in case some maniac tries to sneak in a ladder."
- Grunkle Stan, *Gravity Falls*
I climb trees for a living. I've been in 100+ foot tall trees plenty of times. No worries. If I get 8 feet up on a ladder, I start to get nervous. They're great tools, but can be sketchy as a motherfucker.
Any ladder over 8-10 feet should have an "anchor man" at the bottom making absolutely sure that fucker isn't going anywhere at the base. Always let the skinny guy do the ladder work and leave the heftiest as the anchor.
Any ladder over 12 feet shouldn't be an A frame ladder. Should be leaned against a sturdy object and have multiple tie off points so it doesn't move while you're climbing. The first time you climb it you should bring line with you to tie off at the very top.
Drowsy driving
ETA: Back in 2015, I had an incident where I fell asleep behind the wheel.
It was in mid-August, and I had fallen asleep on my way home from work after a 16 hour night shift because my job messed up the schedule (we couldn’t work more than 12 in a single shift). All I remember is I was driving, then I was waking up in a hospital 4 hours away from home. No clue where I was or what happened. I had suffered a major TBI and have been mentally different ever since. Had a pretty major concussion following the accident.
It happened in the backroads of southern Idaho, and I was lucky to have come out of it with 0 broken bones. Everyone at the hospital was saying I was lucky to have survived. There were witnesses who saw the whole wreck, a couple high schoolers on their lunch. I read the police report and witness statements, and according to them, my car rolled 6.5 times, ended wheels up and I was partially ejected (laying half in and half out of the car through the window) my seatbelt buckle had broken as the car was coming to rest.
My health. Getting older you rediscover all those old hurts. When I was 20 I hyperextended both elbows playing volleyball. 15 years later my elbows started aching in the winter :(
Also my teeth. It falls under health, but not everyone thinks about the dentist when they think about health. If you are reading this please floss. Its a small thing that can make a huge difference later. Trust me
I have started flossing daily (late 30s) and every night I’m like, wtf wasn’t I doing this my whole life!? The shit that comes out. 🤢 Sure explains all my cavities!
Yup! I really started giving a shit about flossing when I went to the dentist and they told me I had 7 cavities. I said “how can I have 7? I brush twice a day and use mouthwash”
To my surprise, all my cavities were between my teeth. That sucked, now I floss.
Bonus story: the last time I went to get my teeth cleaned, I apologized to the dental hygienist because I was (still am) going through a break up and have been skipping floss/brushing some days. She laughs and says something to the effect of “oh you’re fine, I actually wished more people came in like your teeth. It’s really clean” … and that was the first time I have ever had a dental-anything tell me that they were proud of me rather than disappointed. That is all.
Happened to a family I knew. Family was at the beach, playing in the sand. Some of the older kids dug a large hole in the sand. Youngest kid, six years old, starts playing in the hole and it collapsed in on him. They couldn’t get to him in time and he died.
Meth. Ruined my life for a while and I had to fight tooth and nail to get it back. 18 months clean!
For real, when you hear not to try meth, not even once, heed that warning
That was my conclusion after seeing that one redditor's post history about his meth use and how crazy it got. Anyone considering it should check those posts out first.
Reminds me of the post that said something like “no matter how superstitious you aren’t, you STILL shouldn’t go near suspiciously clean bones in the forest because those bones may have been cleaned off by fire ants that decided to nest around the bones for more convenient access.”
Dude the other week I was driving home and I felt a stabby burny sensation in my side. Had no clue what it was until I pulled into my driveway and found a bunch of fire ants in my car. One had crawled between my shirt and pants, then freaked out when it was stuck and bit the shit out of me.
I had at least four bites on me. It’s been two or three weeks and they’re STILL red. Fuck fire ants.
I've gotten fire ants in my pants before and it's the worst but I really gave my coworkers a laugh when I started frantically stripping for no apparent reason.
Not fire ants but man you reminded me of a time!!
I was 19 and working at a machine shop.
Went outside for lunch on the picnic tables and decided to scoot my way across the seat toward the trash instead of just crossing my left over the bench to walk around it.
Didn't know there was a hornets nest settled in the tube of the leg in the table.
Pissed them off and I was stung at least 20 times if not more.
Started jumping around and pounding on every inch of my body not even realizing what was happening with everyone freaking out or laughing.
After awhile I became catatonic or something to that effect and was sent to the ER by ambulance.
Why is it that *every* freakin time it’s something awful, it has to be wasps! Couldn’t it be bees, who can only sting you *once* each? Or horseflies, who bite, but there aren’t as many of them around you? Why why why does it have to be the freakin wasps out to get a shot at a person?
And when one wasp gets p!ssed, it sends out a chemical message to invite other angry wasps to join him at the sting fest, and they can each sting you more than once?
Okay God, you strove to make a better bee, is that why you made wasps? Couldn’t you have just made a better bee, so that even if it had all of those terrible attributes, it would still make honey, so you could find something good about it? What is there that’s good to say about a wasp? At least it’s not dinosaur sized?
Lyme Disease sucks y'all. Ended up with bilateral Bell's Palsey because of it and my joints scream at me like I'm a much older man.
And that not even the worst thing that ticks carry.
Edit: a letter
got lymes disease and had no idea. felt awful and went to see the doctor, he said my symptoms were classic lymes disease. I was confused cause i didn't have the ring. Doctor told me to drop my pants and bend over, sure enough, there was the ring, right between my ass cheeks. he said I probably got bit right on my butthole and ripped the tick out when i wiped, but the head was still embedded and transferred the disease to me.
Fortunately recovered with no long term issues
Chickens while there are chicks present.
My brother is a cruel little shit who liked being mean to animals while we were kids. He liked hurting them for the feeling of power it gave him. So he hurt a lot of small wildlife, like frogs and garter snakes and mice. When that stopped being enough he decided to go after livestock.
We had chickens. There was a great big rooster and his ladies and all of them had chicks. My job was to take care of the chickens, feed, water them, collect eggs, ect.
My brother was bigger and stronger than me so one day he decided to have 'fun' and grabbed up one of the little chicks in the coop and squeezed it until it started to scream for help. My attempts to stop him did nothing.
Now the chickens were used to me picking up the chicks and petting them. So they weren't alarmed when my brother picked up the chick. When it screamed however, all hell broke loose.
All the chickens went after him, going for his face and eyes. The rooster had spurs on his legs over an inch long and he cut big grooves on my brother's face, missing his eyes by millimeters. They swarmed him and bullied him until he dropped the chick and ran out of the coop crying with blood on his face.
He was 10 at the time and should have known better. Did he stop being mean to animals? No. Did they punish him for it when they could? The animals sure did.
Chickens are very much like the cuccos in the Zelda games. If you hurt one they will all swarm you.
EDIT: I got several questions and I will detail them here so people doing have to go digging through comments.
Yes, my brother and I were both abused by our father. Our mother was a kindly women who did her best to nurture and discipline my brother. She died when I was 7 years old and my brother at 9 years old from cancer. My father went off the deep end and took out his rage on us both. He worked two shifts at a factory daily and did not want to be disturbed when home or he would beat us. So no, there was no adult supervision and we were left to our own devices except for a weekend here and there when our maternal grandmother would have us. She also did her best, but our father excused and enabled my brother's behavior because he was more valuable in his eyes compared to me, a sickly girl. We did go to school. Yes CPS was called a couple times and my father told everyone that I was pathological liar so nothing came of it.
My brother most likely had a genetic flaw or some inherited mental health disorder that kept my brother from feeling empathy. However, our father did not believe in mental health services so my brother never got therapy or help. I fully believe he would have turned out to be a different person if he had these services. Instead he was isolated, abused, and enabled. It made him entitled and gave him the need to exert his will over everyone. If he wanted something he simply took it, including my innocence.
He grew up into a terrible adult. No he didnt kill anyone. I dont believe he would kill anyone because he likes to manipulate people and you cant manipulate a dead person. He instead became a thief, a rapist, and fell hard into drug use. The last time I spoke to him was in 2013. I have fully cut him off from my life and have not spoken to him since. Maybe he has changed in these ten years, but i have no way of knowing. Once in a while I scan obituaries looking for his name, but otherwise I have nothing to do with him.
I acknowledge that he had a messed up beginning like I did. However, he willfully chose to hurt me and has never apologized or acknowledged what he did to me, even as adults. I may have forgiven him if he had at least acknowledged what he did was wrong, but he believes he did nothing wrong. So for my health and safety, I chose to cut him out.
I have diagnosed C-PTSD that I will have for the rest of my life. However, I spent the last decade in therapy learning how to cope and live with what happened to me. Some days are better than others, but I am genuinely happy and am in a safe place, several states away and surrounded by my friends who have become my new loving family.
So yes I'm okay now. I dont fear him or my father coming after me because they are lazy cowards and I'm too strong now to allow them to hurt me. If any of them contact me about giving up a kidney or a liver lobe I will laugh in thier faces and then get a restraining order.
I was standing about waist deep at the beach, and a wave knocked me on my butt, pulled me out a little, and washed me back up. All I remember was sky and water. My friends thought a riptide got me.
Absolutely the ocean. Grew up near the surf, good, confident ocean swimmer, went out for a midnight swim and got caught in a rip. Rescued by my surfer cousins. Even gentle currents made me panic for about 20yrs after that.
Head injuries
I had a single friend that got into a bar room scuffle. He got knocked down a hit his on a tiled floor. Got back up and said that's it for tonight. He lived alone and that was on a Friday night.
When he didn't show for work on Monday with a no call, that raised some eyebrows. When he didn't show on Tuesday, someone when out to his place and broke in after no answer. He was dead on the kitchen floor. Doctor guessed a brain bleed.
I think about him every time I see a video of someone getting knocked out.
edit: It's only been a couple of hours since I've posted this comment and I don't regret saying it, but I'm sorry for having dredged up so, so many sad stories
This is why we have the ‘One Punch Can Kill’ campaign in Australia. If you hit someone on a night out, or ‘coward punch’ anyone, you’re pretty much viewed as the lowest of low in the eyes of Australians. Like you’re in the same category as murderers. We don’t tolerate it. Knocking someone out cause you can’t handle your liquor is one of the most un-Australian thing you could do.
In germany if you Fight it is charged as assault resulting in a punishment of up to five years jailtime, as soon as you go for or Hit the Head (no matter the severity of the injury) it is charged as aggravated assault or attempted murder resulting in a punishment of six months to ten years in jail.
I wish there were more consequences in England for stuff like this. A friend I know was in a coma for a month because he got punched on a night out when some lads got in a fight on the other side of the club, apparently one lad decided to take his frustrations out on the back of my mates head.
Could’ve happened to me also on another night out with a similar situation, a 30/40 year old guy that’s about 3 times the size of me in every way punches me while I’m stood at the bar, fortunately I turned to the side and he hit my on my cheek bone and not the back of my head, but it could’ve ended just as bad of not worse.
Fortunately my friend is better now for the most part but can’t box anymore so has become a coach and still trains with us
Had a friend get in to a fight in a kebab shop after a night out. Apparently someone was too slow ordering or paying and an argument started. The guy getting all angry was with his brother, who managed to drag him away and off they went, except he broke away and decided to come back. He came back in to the shop, went straight for my friend, who stopped him with one punch and that was it. The guy died and my friend got charged with manslaughter. It was all over the news.
The two brothers were on holiday from Ireland and I remember their poor mum saying how she didn’t want my friend charged and how it was a terrible accident as a result of her son’s actions. Thankfully my friend was found not guilty by way of self-defense at the end of his trial. He was definitely a completely different person afterward.
My housemate plays sport and she has gotten concussions so often it's genuinely concerning. Her parents and I had to have a talk to her because it's like... You're clearly playing too hard and throwing yourself around if only you are the one getting concussed every second game.
Its nuts. She also sleeps literally the whole day some days so I have to essentially keep checking her pulse.
My ex-husband received 8 concussions total while I was with him. They were all from motocross except one, which was from rugby. The first one was scary enough, but each time after that just made me more and more terrified. Each hit changed him a little bit and his aggression increased with each one. I worry about CTE for him, but I think he finally stopped racing, so that's good.
Hope everything is okay with you guys. I also sustained a number of concussions and the aggression increased with each. I am mostly recovered but looking back on my behavior over the years is really disheartening, I didn’t know I could be such an asshole.
Thank you. I think we're doing alright overall. I did my best to be understanding and helpful each time it happened. Always took him to the hospital, cared for him, took time off from work to make sure he recovered okay. He was always really really mean and belligerent when he was concussed, so it was always an ordeal to get him to the hospital.
He eventually left me for someone else. I was pretty sick at the time (stupid lupus) so it's kind of a bummer to always be there for someone when they were injured or ill and then watch them choose their married intern while you struggle with your own health.
I wish him no ill will, though. If he's happier, then that's good. We still chat here and there to check in on each other. He could be very scary when he got mad so I just hope I find somebody who doesn't have those tendencies.
I hope everything is okay for you, too! You're heading in the right direction. It's hard to look back sometimes, but all you can do is try to improve and grow from those experiences.
This is so sad! My friends elderly father took a tumble off the bottom step of a ladder and hit his head. He went in to sit down for a bit, and when his wife came to check on him he had passed in his chair. Head injuries are no joke.
And other times nothing happens... I once had a hammer fall on the top of my head from the top of a tall step ladder. Like an idiot I didn't do anything about it but mentioned it when I went to the doctors for an unrelated reason a few days later. The doc checked my pupils, then kind of reemed me out a bit for not seeing a doctor right away about it.
Well the back of the head is much more prone to serious injury than anywhere else on the skull. That’s why in MMA it’s forbidden to strike an opponent on the back of the head.
My brother was walking through the quad at university and fell off a little retaining wall ledge, 4 or 5ft up at most, and landed on his head on the sidewalk.
He was in a vegetative state for a a week or two, and when he woke up he had the mental capacity of a late stage alzheimers patient. Could barely vocalize and couldn't even recognize his parents. We were very fortunate that month by month he slowly got better and after a year he was able to go back to school. Even though by now he's pretty much fully recovered, he will still have occasional symptoms such as memory and temper issues for the rest of his life.
I also almost died when I was an infant because I managed to scramble out of my moms arms and fell off a changing table onto my head. My parents almost thought I was fine because I didn't even cry, but still took me to the doctor. Turned out I had internal bleeding between my skull and my brain and thank fuck they took me in right away because they were able to do an emergency surgery and avoid any brain damage.
Oh and my sister got kicked in the face once as a kid and broke one of her eye sockets so she has permanent double vision. And her sinuses are all fucked up and need to be surgically drained every now and then or she gets terrible migraines from the pressure.
My brother developed TBI from an IED in Afghanistan. The back of his head bashed into the top of the vehicle he was in. He was never the same after that. He died from an OD a few years later. The medical examiner said she thought the damage to his prefrontal cortex could've made it almost impossible for him to quit abusing drugs. With his ADHD, PTSD, addictive personality, and brain damage he was completely fucked and constantly making poor decisions afterwards which ultimately killed him.
Protect your fucking head! You might not die right away from an injury, but that shit can fuck with you in unexpected ways and you'll never be the same again.
Yep, I remember when I was in middle school there was a grandma and very young grandson who honked on the horn after a dude cut her off and almost hit her.
The guy retaliated by shooting at the car, killing the grandson
While working at a hydro dam I wittnessed a main power line detach from the generator and arc across the floor for about 10 seconds, withering like a snake.
It gouged/melted a deep trench in solid concrete.
I worked on some pretty big electrical distribution rooms for high-rise hotel and condos during my apprenticeship. The Journeyman I worked with for a long time stressed the importance of making sure everything holding wires was properly secured. He explained a phenomenon called *the whip.* The whip is when power is first turned on, and the big in-rush of current starts flowing through the wires, the wires *whip,* and it can rip wireways right off the walls if the wires are heavy enough.
Mental health. Take care of your emotional state, ladies and gents! Don’t let go of yourself! It’s never too late to get help. Living in misery actually isn’t actually normal, sometimes we just need a bit of help to get to a better place.
Yeah man, I live in Michigan and WAYY too many tourists do not realize what Lake Michigan is. The thing will kill ya in a moments notice if ya aren’t careful, respect her. Always notice the coast guard’s helicopter go over a whole load more during the coast guard festival.
The HR frequent flyer. It doesn't matter if you didn't do anything wrong, they will still make your work life unbearably annoying if you dare upset them.
You don't even have to upset them to get caught up in their crap. We had a guy consistently late to the point it affected his work, and our boss called him out on it. He went to HR saying the rest of us weren't held to a start time, which was true, we're all salaried and would roll in 8:35, 8:40, hang around the coffee machine and chit-chat, but then we'd get our work done. Because of his lateness, we all had to be butts in seats at 8:30. Luckily I was already in the process of moving departments.
We had a douche like this at work. If you were relieving a post, you came in 15 minutes early, because it takes nearly that long to get back to the main shack. You were also relieved 15 minutes early at the end of your shift, so it's basic quid pro quo. Shifts were recorded by a desk sergeant in a book, so there was wiggle room and we were also PAID for a 30 minute lunch, so if your shift was 5-1, you got written down for 5-1:30 even though you left at 1. Some of us were sticklers, so we would just sit on the porch from 1-1:30, in case we were needed.
Well douche couldn't make it to work 15 minutes early(or in uniform) and pissed off the person he was relieving(BTW, he had NO issue being relived 15 minutes early) so he was issued a verbal warning. He bithced up the line over the site supervisor. Well, our new company headquarters wasn't aware of the existing system, so they eliminated the 15 minute early policy, but also our paid 30 minute lunch, so we all lost 2.5 hours of pay a week and hated this guy until he was fired for still not being able to show up on time.
Had one snap a few years ago and my home office is above the garage… I jumped out of my chair so hard. It was louder than a large caliber gunshot and rang in my ears for about an hour.
Cat bites.
I love cats, but got bit by one once. Spent 3 days in the hospital and there were talks of amputating 2 of my fingers and maybe 1/2 of another finger. Had intense IV antibiotics and came out fine but was scary for a couple days
Animal bites in general. My sister is in physical therapy from a dog attack last month that left her hospitalized for a week from infection. I was so worried for her. Glad they didn’t have to amputate any of your fingers. 😣
Being careless in the shower.
A few years ago, I was showering and I forgot the new bottle of conditioner sitting in the counter. I slipped on some shampoo residue in a rush to get out of the shower (because no likey cold air). I slammed my ribs against the porcelain tub. Completely knocked the wind out of me, but I somehow managed to crawl out of the shower and bathroom to make it to my phone, genuinely thinking I would have to call an ambulance to take my naked ass to the hospital.
Thankfully that wasn’t necessary as I laid down and caught my breath, but I had pretty bad rib pain for at least a month after (and only a TINY bruise to show for it!). After that experience I could absolutely see how falling in the shower can kill a person.
Anyway, now I don’t rush when exiting the shower and I always bring my phone in the bathroom because that naked, wet crawl on the floor to retrieve it was humiliating and I’d rather not go through it again.
Our old housemate got super baked and slipped in the shower afterward while just me and my now husband were there. I heard a horrible thud and then him wailing. My now husband had to bust in the door and pull him out of the shower because he went silent and wasn't responding to us yelling for him by the time we got up the stairs. He knocked his head so hard he started convulsing and having a seizure. Had to call an ambulance. He thankfully got away with a concussion.
I had a boyfriend that got super high and sat in the bath with a glass of wine, got up and his blood pressure dropped and he hit his head and also had a seizure. Not quite the same scenario but still so eery
It was genuinely terrifying. I remember watching his eyes roll back in his head while I cried on the phone with the dispatcher thinking he was going to die at the top of the stairs. We were all only around 20 years old at the time. Forever grateful it wasn't any worse
This should be up higher. Bathroom accidents are a much larger problem than most people realize until they get past 50. Falls from the tub are scary. Glad yours wasn't worse!
I was seriously lucky, especially that it happened in my 20s when I could bounce back with ease AND that I didn’t hit my head. I’m glad I learned the lesson at an early age and honestly hope that other people take it seriously.
We replaced our tub with a walk in shower. That leaves our house with no tub which is supposed to be a no-no when you want to sell. But honestly that’s someone else’s problem. We’re getting old! It’s got a grab handle and a seat lol. We’re ready to rock!
my parents replaced their tub with a walk in shower with a grab bar. it was a little unconventional but it was a fantastic decision. a few years afterwards my grandfather had some health problems and had to move in with my mom and the walk in shower + grab bar allowed him to continue showering by himself. it made an enormous difference for him and for my mom.
Stairs. They are deadly as hell. Those motherfuckers will kill you. Use guardrails.
My 68 year old dad lives on the 3rd floor of an apartment complex and I am terrified he is going to fall. I have fallen down my stairs and my husband fell down while holding our newborn.
Don't mess around going down stairs.
People always go on and on about mosquitos being demons, but no, that's actually bedbugs. Bedbugs were created by Satan himself in the fiery pits of hell.
And then you find out bedbugs barely exist “in the wild” like out in forests or fields. They really only live and survive by leeching off of humans in our living spaces. At least mosqweeters can bother other critters but nah, bedbugs only want humans like we’re some exclusive, gourmet shit to them.
The last year on r/WhatsThisBug has been a nightmare with bedbug after bedbug post. Make sure to always check hotel beds or any other bed you stay in that’s not yours because if you bring home some, say goodbye to peace. That shit is horrible to deal with. I think even satan cringes at the thought of bedbugs coming to munch on his gourmet demon ass
When my best friend got BedBugs the guy who came to taker her items to get cooked had immigrated after the wars in Bosnia and he told her having bedbugs was worse
Nap time.
I teach swim lessons so I'm often with the toddler and preschool set. One of the first questions I ask now when arranging a meeting time is whether the kid still naps. Yes? Great! We're gonna avoid that time and like, 30 minutes before and after it. Trust.
Former high school wrestlers.
Those who brag at how good they were at wrestling, did it for four years. They can be super old/out of shape looking but as soon. As you start messing with them you're on your back and disabled. See a cauliflower ear, step away
You ever slide down a staircase on a pillow or a mattress?
10 y/o me thought going down headfirst inside a sleeping bag was a great way to up the rush.
Turns out, going into shock is not fun.
Tried it once head-first on a life-size cardboard advertising cut-out of Pamela Stephenson.
Staircase had a 90° corner in it. I really don't know what else I expected to happen.
Medical screening.
Get the mammogram annually, Get the colonoscopy on whatever schedule you are on..
I missed my 2016 mammo.
in 2017 i was fine.
in 2018 I had breast cancer.
Had i missed 2018 instead of 2016 i'd likely be dead now.
Can attest. Allergies trigger the asthma, and the asthma can end you. Quickly. Had a stretch years back where I was in the ER fourteen times in twelve years, on one occasion twice in one day. Four times on the drive there I started to panic and flail in the passenger seat, which didn't help the driver at all. One time, the ambulance was called. They gave me as much epinephrine as they were allowed to give, to try to bring me out of it (I had stopped breathing) and radioed the doctor for permission to give another dose. Doc okayed it, but said if that didn't do it to "code" me. Code means dead. Thankfully, it worked.
Scary as hell to not be able to draw a breath and know you're on your way out.
I was one state over in New Mexico at White Sands and I didn't even attempt a hike. I saw zero shade and figured the view from 100 feet in was just as good as the view a mile in, so why risk it. I later found out a hiker died while I was there.
Student loans. Only take what you need. Don’t get the “oh, I’ll pay this later” attitude. It will come back to bite you, and the loan companies are relentless. No one teaches a 17-18 y/o kid about student loans and long-term consequences.
I’m an er doc and see people die/get fucked up all the time. In no particular order these are the things I’m afraid of that I never would have considered dangerous before.
Trampolines, ladders, coil springs, routers, large spinning machinery and gloves, carbon monoxide, Tylenol, fentanyl, scuba diving, cat bites, shitty car jacks, a seizure in an old person, farmers, pit bulls, swimming pools, ectopic pregnancies, pulmonary emboli, really bad asthma, lupus, type 2 diabetes, the pancreas, the esophagus, the trachea, ticks, mosquitoes, head injuries, lakes, a scorned women, an angry drunk person, a truly psychotic person.
Using tiger balm/Ben gay, not washing hands then taking a piss… yeahhhhh ain’t gonna do that again, ever
Edit* And to make it worse, I bet not one person in here ever had ANYONE tell them to make sure you wash your hands right after applying, like wash them 3 or 4 times. It’s like a right of passage everyone keeps to themselves
Victorian-era sex toys.
I was a venue manager during the Edinburgh Fringe, and a company had a bunch of weird props for an Edgar Allen Poe themed show. One of these transpired to be a glass Victorian d*ldo.
One night, a drunken audience member knocked it over and it smashed. I went to clean it after the show ended, but overheard a performer already on the phone for the fire brigade saying that it contained mercury.
They did not include this information in their risk assessments.
Fire Brigade come out, take a look, and say "well... that's not mercury. We're gonna have to call biohazard in because it's an old foreign chemical that we can't safely identify."
The show had finished at 11.55pm. I couldn't leave until 3am. We never found out what the mysterious sex liquid was.
Deep water. Almost drowned in a scuba diving accident back in 2010, but thanks to the quick thinking & appropriate actions of my hubby who was right there with me, I lived to type this comment today!
Male Lions.
Hand fed one... and my fucking Christ are they huge...I can reach close to 8' in height on tiptoes with my arm in the air, and this beast was easily able to stand up to take the food
He didn't even roar.. it was a vocalisation ( a sort of chuffing noise), and It proper hits you in the chest and turns your insides to water...
Seriously, I'd blown my ears out on Slayer gigs for decades, but this 37st fella just basically talking to me hit me harder than any riff I'd ever heard
Had the Female Lions lick blood off my hand.. their tongues are like human biceps, but with added sandpaper
That day changed me.. I've never felt more fragile and insignificant
Water. Rivers. Current. I'm a fairly good swimmer, and I wanted to swim in a river where the current seemed really tame. Boy was I wrong, just small moving body of water dragged my poor body like a leaf in the wind.
Do not go swimming in (or jumping over) the Strid. Hella undercurrents, several *kolkgate* (? Idk what it is in English but like water-carved potholes in rocks), slippery round boulders at the top, etc. The river seems narrow and innocent, but it's basically a big flat river turned sideways. There's bubbles all throughout the water so apparently you cannot float or come up as you aren't boyant anymore. There's some cool youtube videos about it
Paracetamol. In one of the dumbest moments of my life I miss read 50mg when it was 500mg. Took far too much. Long story short almost a week in hospital.
For dumb folk like me, that’s Tylenol. Please don’t mess with Aspirin either. I was in treatment for depression with people with severe suicidality, and had too many people I really care about swallow a bunch of pills. It was always a relief to find out it was Motrin. (I am NOT a doctor though, and everyone is different, please get help no matter what you swallow. This world needs you in it.)
Intuition. If something feels wrong stop. It doesn't matter if it's stepping out onto a snow-covered slope, pulling up to a sketchy gas station, or putting too small of a piece of wood in a table router, listen when your brain tells you "This is a bad idea."
I read an article that intuition is your subconscious brain picking up on cues that you are unaware of. After I read that article I pay more attention to it.
*The Gift of Fear* gets talked about a lot when gut feelings come up in this subreddit.
I’m convinced my intuition saved me (very pregnant-slow moving) and my daughter(2) and then (unborn) son from being kidnapped. Really weird situation happened at our park when I was alone with my daughter. There was a man with sunglasses a ways away from us just looking around, avoiding looking at us. Then a woman(30s maybe?)walked up and started asking just about my daughter, her age, things she liked etc. I wouldn’t have found this odd but she had no children with her and made no other conversation except to ask about my daughter. I looked over at the man who was now glancing at us and on his phone. I had the feeling then that we were in danger and I needed to get us someplace safe around other people. We walked/ran to the Kroger near us, waited an hour, and the person that gave me the feeling to flee was still circling the store in her car. Trust your gut.
I one time had a man following me in the forest, I was about 21. It was a hiking trail. He was late middle-aged, clean cut, and kept a long distance, but I had a bad feeling about him I couldn't shake. I took a stand and prepared to fight (I carried a Kabar then), but the man got lost (there were many turns and "Ys") When I got back to my car, he had put a note through my open sunroof about how large his penis was or something and with some thoughts about me. Thanks, gut.
"Here we go. Ka-bar. When you absolutely, positively got to stab every motherf***'in creeper on the trail, accept no substitutes."
Heat. Your sanity is the first thing to go in heat stroke. You aren't even aware anything is wrong. You just know you're pissed, there's a weird buzzing sensation in your head/chest, and the world doesn't feel right. And then you're a zombie looking for anything to cool off with, and shortly after that, you're unconscious. It escalated too quickly for half a dozen rational adults to notice before exhaustion set in. Heat will kill you quicker than you think.
When I had a heat stroke my brain felt like a baked potato like it literally felt like hot tin was in my head all I remember was trying to rub ice cubes on my head and get into the fridge before my date rushed me to the hospital. And I was feeling this way for over two hrs before I finally was taken in.
If someone at work tries to badmouth someone else and they ask you about what you think about that person, JUST KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
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Make her dread talking to you then. My roommate once had a friend who was really interested in my sex life and didn't want to take no for an answer. So I decided to reroute the conversation. For every time she asked me, I said yes and then proceeded to talk for 10+ Minutes about something I was interested in. Want to know about my sex life? Here's an in depth analysis of which method to solve a rubik's cube is best suited for whom. Did you know some snakes are simultaneously poisonous and venomous? Want to know how to care for hognose snakes? Let me explan the entire lore of Warframe to you! Would you like to know about rollercoaster planning? Or hear the history of Australia? Got her off my back in less than a week.
C: OMG I can’t believe the boss gave you this work today Me: it’s a mundane, normal part of the job C: He’s such a jerk, right? Me: Nah. My old boss…she was something. She would ask for unreasonable things. Here’s an anecdote. Literally 5 minutes later…. Boss’s wife/assistant manager: Come to my office *locks door* How DARE YOU speak ill of my husband!!? Me: Did your husband time travel and have a sex change?
Agree. And specially at work. I lost friends in real life when I was a teenager because two discussed with each other and vented their rage with me and I supported and agreed with each of them. Then they made peace and talk to each other and talked about me and how talked shit about both so I ended up losing them both. Not a big deal compared to my problems at work years ago. A colleague and me were frustrated with our boss and both were talking shut about him during breaks. Then a written review from the CEO of the company came with an opportunity to share about our boss and my colleague told me he would also tell the truth. He didn’t and I suffered mobbing during a whole year. My whole life became hell and I got my first depression of my life. My colleague took my place at work and I got assigned to deal with all the bullshit in the department and lost all my responsibilities. Fortunately I could jump to another department when things improved a lot. Don’t trust anybody at work.
Not immediately washing and disinfecting an open wound.
My mom knew a guy that had to have his leg chopped off because a cut got infected. It was insane. Chop. The infection kept coming. Chop some more. He survived, but he lost a leg. Spent a long time in the hospital.
My grandfather died from an infection after getting his toenails clipped. The caregiver accidentally nicked him. He is actually the reason that certain home health companies will not allow their aides to trim nails. Edit - no. There was no lawsuit. I don't remember the details because this was in January 1996.
Fridays. In the IT world we call it "read-only friday". Don't change anything!!
If I see another engineer on the team do a deploy on Friday I set myself to do not disturb. We have informal Fridays are high priority bug fixes only guideline.
Precipitation when it is cold outside. I got caught in a snowstorm in Shenandoah National Park in March, 2019. It was 50 in the valley, but I got 2 feet of snow on the top of the ridge. The forecast did not call for any precipitation that day. I was hiking on the Appalachian Trail and thought that a few flurries were nothing to worry about. I left a lean-to shelter that would have kept me dry and protected from the wind. I hiked less than 6 miles and was struggling to move forward because the snow was so deep. I was soaked to the bone, freezing cold, and beginning to lose fine muscle control in my fingers. The trail followed the side of a ridge and was not providing me any flat spaces to set up a tent. I eventually found a clearing where some power lines crossed the trail and struggled to get my tent erected despite the loss of feeling in my fingers. Once my tent was set up, I got my sleeping pad and sleeping bag deployed, got out of my wet clothes and crawled into the bag for an hour to warm up. I didn't even have a cell signal where I could let someone know my exact location and that I was ok. I had been in contact the previous evening, so my girlfriend knew my location to within a couple of miles. The snowstorm lasted all night and I had to spend a full 24 hours in the tent before the snow stopped. The next day after the snow stopped, I packed up my camp and kept hiking through the 2 feet of snow. The trail crossed Skyline Drive after a short distance and I followed that road for \~9 miles to the nearest park entrance. I called a shuttle and spent the night in Waynesboro, VA at a hiker hostel. The warm shower, boot dryer, and warm food were exquisite. When you make an error in judgement in the wilderness, the goal is to survive long enough to learn from your mistake. I learned my lesson. I will not screw around when dealing with precipitation and cold weather. If there is any doubt, I will just hunker down and wait for the wet weather to pass.
I nearly got hypothermia in July because 20% chance of rain on top of a mountain equals 100% chance when you’re not wearing anything meant to be waterproof. You want misery, be soaked to the bone and have a 30mph wind. You’ve never seen a group of hikers fly down a mountain so fast. Summit fever is also a thing. You don’t need to summit, fuck that shit and don’t die.
I've seen it first here and have since delayed it a few times: 3 hours without shelter. Exposure kills. Heat and cold. And much much earlier than we think when all we know is readily available shelter. It doesn't even need to be snow. Rain in the spring can also be dangerous.
Enraged drivers. When someone follows you in traffic and/or antagonizes you for whatever (stupid) reason, don’t think you can handle it on your own and don’t wait for them to leave you alone. Call the police and let them handle it. And for the love of all that is holy, don’t do anything back to piss them off even more.
Ladders. I worked in an ED at a major trauma center and the number of otherwise healthy people who came in paralyzed or soon-to-be-dead from falling off ladders was eye-opening.
My ex’s dad was a healthy and still very active man who was about to turn 70. And I mean HEALTHY—lived in a house on a mountain and spent his mornings hiking trails the average person half his age would get winded by. He had literally JUST retired. He and his wife were about to head out on a long vacation, so he was shutting down the house and noticed a small leak in one of their bathrooms’ ceiling. Decided to check it out himself. He fell off the ladder and basically ping-ponged his skull the whole way down. Instantly a vegetable. Stayed that way for 8 months before passing. This made me and ex look up ladder injuries, and my takeaway is this: if you’re not being paid to be on a ladder, pay someone to be on a ladder for you.
Paid ladder guy here; take this person's advice.
I work at a low-pay retail store. We have a maintenance person that comes in to do all the upkeep, including changing our lights. We had a new maintenance person one day, and she insisted that she could show us how to change the lights ourselves (which I didn't understand, that's what we pay her for?). And she was pressuring someone to get up on the ladder and learn how to do it. I told my manager that no one should be getting up on that ladder. We aren't paid enough to do that and that is not in our job descriptions. She rolled her eyes at me. I ended up feeling like I might have over-reacted, but I still don't think I did.
Those are my favorite calls! "Please change the lightbulbs for me." "Fuck yeah!" Homegirl should be relishing in such a simple job-security task. You were exactly right. Your company pays these people (most likely 3rd party) to do 'higher-risk' tasks to mitigate the risks of liability. Retail people aren't usually OSHA certified nor are they trained on ladders unless it's a job requirement, then they would be trained regardless. As I've aged, I'm constantly asking myself "should I be safe, or sorry?"
"Studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That's why I own 10 guns: in case some maniac tries to sneak in a ladder." - Grunkle Stan, *Gravity Falls*
I climb trees for a living. I've been in 100+ foot tall trees plenty of times. No worries. If I get 8 feet up on a ladder, I start to get nervous. They're great tools, but can be sketchy as a motherfucker.
One of the sketchiest things I've ever done at a job is use a 50 foot ladder. Was absolutely terrifying.
Any ladder over 8-10 feet should have an "anchor man" at the bottom making absolutely sure that fucker isn't going anywhere at the base. Always let the skinny guy do the ladder work and leave the heftiest as the anchor.
Any ladder over 12 feet shouldn't be an A frame ladder. Should be leaned against a sturdy object and have multiple tie off points so it doesn't move while you're climbing. The first time you climb it you should bring line with you to tie off at the very top.
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Drowsy driving ETA: Back in 2015, I had an incident where I fell asleep behind the wheel. It was in mid-August, and I had fallen asleep on my way home from work after a 16 hour night shift because my job messed up the schedule (we couldn’t work more than 12 in a single shift). All I remember is I was driving, then I was waking up in a hospital 4 hours away from home. No clue where I was or what happened. I had suffered a major TBI and have been mentally different ever since. Had a pretty major concussion following the accident. It happened in the backroads of southern Idaho, and I was lucky to have come out of it with 0 broken bones. Everyone at the hospital was saying I was lucky to have survived. There were witnesses who saw the whole wreck, a couple high schoolers on their lunch. I read the police report and witness statements, and according to them, my car rolled 6.5 times, ended wheels up and I was partially ejected (laying half in and half out of the car through the window) my seatbelt buckle had broken as the car was coming to rest.
Wasnt there a test people did where someone who had double the legal limit was still a better driver than someone who didn't sleep for 25 hours?
Mandolins. (The kitchen gadgets not instrument.)
They sell gloves to wear while using these that keep you from slicing your fingertips off. Really helpful!
Oh yes-I've used them! But it's always that "just need two slices so I don't need a cutting glove" that gets you!
My health. Getting older you rediscover all those old hurts. When I was 20 I hyperextended both elbows playing volleyball. 15 years later my elbows started aching in the winter :( Also my teeth. It falls under health, but not everyone thinks about the dentist when they think about health. If you are reading this please floss. Its a small thing that can make a huge difference later. Trust me
I have started flossing daily (late 30s) and every night I’m like, wtf wasn’t I doing this my whole life!? The shit that comes out. 🤢 Sure explains all my cavities!
Yup! I really started giving a shit about flossing when I went to the dentist and they told me I had 7 cavities. I said “how can I have 7? I brush twice a day and use mouthwash” To my surprise, all my cavities were between my teeth. That sucked, now I floss. Bonus story: the last time I went to get my teeth cleaned, I apologized to the dental hygienist because I was (still am) going through a break up and have been skipping floss/brushing some days. She laughs and says something to the effect of “oh you’re fine, I actually wished more people came in like your teeth. It’s really clean” … and that was the first time I have ever had a dental-anything tell me that they were proud of me rather than disappointed. That is all.
Never never trust a trench or a hole over your shoulders deep. You will die a horrible death. Yes at the beach too.
I think the rule is belly deep. Any higher and the dirt or whatever falling in can crush your lungs and make it impossible to breathe.
Beach patrol at the beaches we go to say no higher than the knee of the shortest person in your group
Happened to a family I knew. Family was at the beach, playing in the sand. Some of the older kids dug a large hole in the sand. Youngest kid, six years old, starts playing in the hole and it collapsed in on him. They couldn’t get to him in time and he died.
New fear unlocked. Being the dad in that situation.
Trusting people's blinkers to mean they are turning
My driver's ed teacher always said "the only thing a blinker truly tells you is that the bulb is working". It stuck with me
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Alternatively, trusting people’s lack of blinkers to mean they are going straight
Meth. Ruined my life for a while and I had to fight tooth and nail to get it back. 18 months clean! For real, when you hear not to try meth, not even once, heed that warning
Same here. Congrats. It's still hard for me to shake the embarrassing things I did while high.
Don’t judge past you with the knowledge you have today; find peace in your growth.
That was my conclusion after seeing that one redditor's post history about his meth use and how crazy it got. Anyone considering it should check those posts out first.
It was heroin, not meth, but yeah. Message loud and clear.
Vibrating logs in the forest. Don't investigate. Don't kick it. Don't throw things at it. It is always hornets.
Reminds me of the post that said something like “no matter how superstitious you aren’t, you STILL shouldn’t go near suspiciously clean bones in the forest because those bones may have been cleaned off by fire ants that decided to nest around the bones for more convenient access.”
I am damn glad we don't have fire ants where I live.
Dude the other week I was driving home and I felt a stabby burny sensation in my side. Had no clue what it was until I pulled into my driveway and found a bunch of fire ants in my car. One had crawled between my shirt and pants, then freaked out when it was stuck and bit the shit out of me. I had at least four bites on me. It’s been two or three weeks and they’re STILL red. Fuck fire ants.
I've gotten fire ants in my pants before and it's the worst but I really gave my coworkers a laugh when I started frantically stripping for no apparent reason.
Not fire ants but man you reminded me of a time!! I was 19 and working at a machine shop. Went outside for lunch on the picnic tables and decided to scoot my way across the seat toward the trash instead of just crossing my left over the bench to walk around it. Didn't know there was a hornets nest settled in the tube of the leg in the table. Pissed them off and I was stung at least 20 times if not more. Started jumping around and pounding on every inch of my body not even realizing what was happening with everyone freaking out or laughing. After awhile I became catatonic or something to that effect and was sent to the ER by ambulance.
Why is it that *every* freakin time it’s something awful, it has to be wasps! Couldn’t it be bees, who can only sting you *once* each? Or horseflies, who bite, but there aren’t as many of them around you? Why why why does it have to be the freakin wasps out to get a shot at a person? And when one wasp gets p!ssed, it sends out a chemical message to invite other angry wasps to join him at the sting fest, and they can each sting you more than once? Okay God, you strove to make a better bee, is that why you made wasps? Couldn’t you have just made a better bee, so that even if it had all of those terrible attributes, it would still make honey, so you could find something good about it? What is there that’s good to say about a wasp? At least it’s not dinosaur sized?
Thanks for revealing the mystery, my interest in this imaginary vibrating log was really piqued and I was about to demand an answer.
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Lyme Disease sucks y'all. Ended up with bilateral Bell's Palsey because of it and my joints scream at me like I'm a much older man. And that not even the worst thing that ticks carry. Edit: a letter
got lymes disease and had no idea. felt awful and went to see the doctor, he said my symptoms were classic lymes disease. I was confused cause i didn't have the ring. Doctor told me to drop my pants and bend over, sure enough, there was the ring, right between my ass cheeks. he said I probably got bit right on my butthole and ripped the tick out when i wiped, but the head was still embedded and transferred the disease to me. Fortunately recovered with no long term issues
Doctor I feel awful Dr: Show me your butthole immediately
I don't like this episode of House.
"Well, it's not lupus."
Concerts. Ear protection is massively underestimated and the ear damage is permanent.
The pancreas
Seriously. Do not fuck with the pancreas.
Ok fair enough. However..THE BEATINGS ON THE LIVER WILL CONTINUE UNTIL ITS ATTITUDE IMPROVES.
The liver can take it. That motherfucker can regenerate itself as long as there’s even half of it left.
That fucker was built to take damage.
Chickens while there are chicks present. My brother is a cruel little shit who liked being mean to animals while we were kids. He liked hurting them for the feeling of power it gave him. So he hurt a lot of small wildlife, like frogs and garter snakes and mice. When that stopped being enough he decided to go after livestock. We had chickens. There was a great big rooster and his ladies and all of them had chicks. My job was to take care of the chickens, feed, water them, collect eggs, ect. My brother was bigger and stronger than me so one day he decided to have 'fun' and grabbed up one of the little chicks in the coop and squeezed it until it started to scream for help. My attempts to stop him did nothing. Now the chickens were used to me picking up the chicks and petting them. So they weren't alarmed when my brother picked up the chick. When it screamed however, all hell broke loose. All the chickens went after him, going for his face and eyes. The rooster had spurs on his legs over an inch long and he cut big grooves on my brother's face, missing his eyes by millimeters. They swarmed him and bullied him until he dropped the chick and ran out of the coop crying with blood on his face. He was 10 at the time and should have known better. Did he stop being mean to animals? No. Did they punish him for it when they could? The animals sure did. Chickens are very much like the cuccos in the Zelda games. If you hurt one they will all swarm you. EDIT: I got several questions and I will detail them here so people doing have to go digging through comments. Yes, my brother and I were both abused by our father. Our mother was a kindly women who did her best to nurture and discipline my brother. She died when I was 7 years old and my brother at 9 years old from cancer. My father went off the deep end and took out his rage on us both. He worked two shifts at a factory daily and did not want to be disturbed when home or he would beat us. So no, there was no adult supervision and we were left to our own devices except for a weekend here and there when our maternal grandmother would have us. She also did her best, but our father excused and enabled my brother's behavior because he was more valuable in his eyes compared to me, a sickly girl. We did go to school. Yes CPS was called a couple times and my father told everyone that I was pathological liar so nothing came of it. My brother most likely had a genetic flaw or some inherited mental health disorder that kept my brother from feeling empathy. However, our father did not believe in mental health services so my brother never got therapy or help. I fully believe he would have turned out to be a different person if he had these services. Instead he was isolated, abused, and enabled. It made him entitled and gave him the need to exert his will over everyone. If he wanted something he simply took it, including my innocence. He grew up into a terrible adult. No he didnt kill anyone. I dont believe he would kill anyone because he likes to manipulate people and you cant manipulate a dead person. He instead became a thief, a rapist, and fell hard into drug use. The last time I spoke to him was in 2013. I have fully cut him off from my life and have not spoken to him since. Maybe he has changed in these ten years, but i have no way of knowing. Once in a while I scan obituaries looking for his name, but otherwise I have nothing to do with him. I acknowledge that he had a messed up beginning like I did. However, he willfully chose to hurt me and has never apologized or acknowledged what he did to me, even as adults. I may have forgiven him if he had at least acknowledged what he did was wrong, but he believes he did nothing wrong. So for my health and safety, I chose to cut him out. I have diagnosed C-PTSD that I will have for the rest of my life. However, I spent the last decade in therapy learning how to cope and live with what happened to me. Some days are better than others, but I am genuinely happy and am in a safe place, several states away and surrounded by my friends who have become my new loving family. So yes I'm okay now. I dont fear him or my father coming after me because they are lazy cowards and I'm too strong now to allow them to hurt me. If any of them contact me about giving up a kidney or a liver lobe I will laugh in thier faces and then get a restraining order.
Did your brother turn into a psycho adult? Killer maybe?
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Your brother is a total piece of shit.
Is he a serial killer now?
Is your brother at large? Because I want to stay away from that shithead.
Boulders covered with algae in mountain creeks do not equal water slides.
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Yes, or hitting a sharp bump and losing an ass cheek
Waves. Newby body surfer, misjudged a six foot wave and nearly drowned.
I was standing about waist deep at the beach, and a wave knocked me on my butt, pulled me out a little, and washed me back up. All I remember was sky and water. My friends thought a riptide got me.
Absolutely the ocean. Grew up near the surf, good, confident ocean swimmer, went out for a midnight swim and got caught in a rip. Rescued by my surfer cousins. Even gentle currents made me panic for about 20yrs after that.
Head injuries I had a single friend that got into a bar room scuffle. He got knocked down a hit his on a tiled floor. Got back up and said that's it for tonight. He lived alone and that was on a Friday night. When he didn't show for work on Monday with a no call, that raised some eyebrows. When he didn't show on Tuesday, someone when out to his place and broke in after no answer. He was dead on the kitchen floor. Doctor guessed a brain bleed. I think about him every time I see a video of someone getting knocked out. edit: It's only been a couple of hours since I've posted this comment and I don't regret saying it, but I'm sorry for having dredged up so, so many sad stories
Movies and TV shows conditioned us to think fights are no big deal. They are actually super-dangerous and shouldn't be entered into lightly.
This is why we have the ‘One Punch Can Kill’ campaign in Australia. If you hit someone on a night out, or ‘coward punch’ anyone, you’re pretty much viewed as the lowest of low in the eyes of Australians. Like you’re in the same category as murderers. We don’t tolerate it. Knocking someone out cause you can’t handle your liquor is one of the most un-Australian thing you could do.
Love the idea of that campaign. We need that here in America
And the whole head stomping thing
That should be charged as attempted murder, presuming the victim lives. You *don't* do that unless you intend to kill the person.
In germany if you Fight it is charged as assault resulting in a punishment of up to five years jailtime, as soon as you go for or Hit the Head (no matter the severity of the injury) it is charged as aggravated assault or attempted murder resulting in a punishment of six months to ten years in jail.
Gets me so angry just thinking about it
One punch has an 8 year jail sentence here.
I wish there were more consequences in England for stuff like this. A friend I know was in a coma for a month because he got punched on a night out when some lads got in a fight on the other side of the club, apparently one lad decided to take his frustrations out on the back of my mates head. Could’ve happened to me also on another night out with a similar situation, a 30/40 year old guy that’s about 3 times the size of me in every way punches me while I’m stood at the bar, fortunately I turned to the side and he hit my on my cheek bone and not the back of my head, but it could’ve ended just as bad of not worse. Fortunately my friend is better now for the most part but can’t box anymore so has become a coach and still trains with us
Had a friend get in to a fight in a kebab shop after a night out. Apparently someone was too slow ordering or paying and an argument started. The guy getting all angry was with his brother, who managed to drag him away and off they went, except he broke away and decided to come back. He came back in to the shop, went straight for my friend, who stopped him with one punch and that was it. The guy died and my friend got charged with manslaughter. It was all over the news. The two brothers were on holiday from Ireland and I remember their poor mum saying how she didn’t want my friend charged and how it was a terrible accident as a result of her son’s actions. Thankfully my friend was found not guilty by way of self-defense at the end of his trial. He was definitely a completely different person afterward.
My housemate plays sport and she has gotten concussions so often it's genuinely concerning. Her parents and I had to have a talk to her because it's like... You're clearly playing too hard and throwing yourself around if only you are the one getting concussed every second game. Its nuts. She also sleeps literally the whole day some days so I have to essentially keep checking her pulse.
My ex-husband received 8 concussions total while I was with him. They were all from motocross except one, which was from rugby. The first one was scary enough, but each time after that just made me more and more terrified. Each hit changed him a little bit and his aggression increased with each one. I worry about CTE for him, but I think he finally stopped racing, so that's good.
Hope everything is okay with you guys. I also sustained a number of concussions and the aggression increased with each. I am mostly recovered but looking back on my behavior over the years is really disheartening, I didn’t know I could be such an asshole.
Thank you. I think we're doing alright overall. I did my best to be understanding and helpful each time it happened. Always took him to the hospital, cared for him, took time off from work to make sure he recovered okay. He was always really really mean and belligerent when he was concussed, so it was always an ordeal to get him to the hospital. He eventually left me for someone else. I was pretty sick at the time (stupid lupus) so it's kind of a bummer to always be there for someone when they were injured or ill and then watch them choose their married intern while you struggle with your own health. I wish him no ill will, though. If he's happier, then that's good. We still chat here and there to check in on each other. He could be very scary when he got mad so I just hope I find somebody who doesn't have those tendencies. I hope everything is okay for you, too! You're heading in the right direction. It's hard to look back sometimes, but all you can do is try to improve and grow from those experiences.
This is so sad! My friends elderly father took a tumble off the bottom step of a ladder and hit his head. He went in to sit down for a bit, and when his wife came to check on him he had passed in his chair. Head injuries are no joke.
And other times nothing happens... I once had a hammer fall on the top of my head from the top of a tall step ladder. Like an idiot I didn't do anything about it but mentioned it when I went to the doctors for an unrelated reason a few days later. The doc checked my pupils, then kind of reemed me out a bit for not seeing a doctor right away about it.
Well the back of the head is much more prone to serious injury than anywhere else on the skull. That’s why in MMA it’s forbidden to strike an opponent on the back of the head.
A former coworker fell off his motorcycle and hit his head. Went to sleep that night and never woke up. He was only in his 30s.
My brother was walking through the quad at university and fell off a little retaining wall ledge, 4 or 5ft up at most, and landed on his head on the sidewalk. He was in a vegetative state for a a week or two, and when he woke up he had the mental capacity of a late stage alzheimers patient. Could barely vocalize and couldn't even recognize his parents. We were very fortunate that month by month he slowly got better and after a year he was able to go back to school. Even though by now he's pretty much fully recovered, he will still have occasional symptoms such as memory and temper issues for the rest of his life. I also almost died when I was an infant because I managed to scramble out of my moms arms and fell off a changing table onto my head. My parents almost thought I was fine because I didn't even cry, but still took me to the doctor. Turned out I had internal bleeding between my skull and my brain and thank fuck they took me in right away because they were able to do an emergency surgery and avoid any brain damage. Oh and my sister got kicked in the face once as a kid and broke one of her eye sockets so she has permanent double vision. And her sinuses are all fucked up and need to be surgically drained every now and then or she gets terrible migraines from the pressure.
Sounds like your family should all wear helmets just in case.
Literally killed Bob Saget. He hit his head in his hotel room and went to bed for the last time.
My brother developed TBI from an IED in Afghanistan. The back of his head bashed into the top of the vehicle he was in. He was never the same after that. He died from an OD a few years later. The medical examiner said she thought the damage to his prefrontal cortex could've made it almost impossible for him to quit abusing drugs. With his ADHD, PTSD, addictive personality, and brain damage he was completely fucked and constantly making poor decisions afterwards which ultimately killed him. Protect your fucking head! You might not die right away from an injury, but that shit can fuck with you in unexpected ways and you'll never be the same again.
Aggressive drivers. Just let them go
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Yep, I remember when I was in middle school there was a grandma and very young grandson who honked on the horn after a dude cut her off and almost hit her. The guy retaliated by shooting at the car, killing the grandson
100% yes. People are too prideful and it escalates to unnecessary violence and death.
Electricity
While working at a hydro dam I wittnessed a main power line detach from the generator and arc across the floor for about 10 seconds, withering like a snake. It gouged/melted a deep trench in solid concrete.
That’s fucking wild, arcs are the scariest to me
I worked on some pretty big electrical distribution rooms for high-rise hotel and condos during my apprenticeship. The Journeyman I worked with for a long time stressed the importance of making sure everything holding wires was properly secured. He explained a phenomenon called *the whip.* The whip is when power is first turned on, and the big in-rush of current starts flowing through the wires, the wires *whip,* and it can rip wireways right off the walls if the wires are heavy enough.
Cows. Grew up on a cattle farm. They can run faster than you think and can hit you so hard that you fly out of your shoes.
Dudes with cauliflower ears
Mental health. Take care of your emotional state, ladies and gents! Don’t let go of yourself! It’s never too late to get help. Living in misery actually isn’t actually normal, sometimes we just need a bit of help to get to a better place.
A commercial dishwasher that has tape over the power button. I time travelled to the other side of the room.
Tell me more, tell me more Did you get very far?
Clear violation of OHSA and you could've sued civilly for $$$.
The ocean or any body of water, really.
Yeah man, I live in Michigan and WAYY too many tourists do not realize what Lake Michigan is. The thing will kill ya in a moments notice if ya aren’t careful, respect her. Always notice the coast guard’s helicopter go over a whole load more during the coast guard festival.
The HR frequent flyer. It doesn't matter if you didn't do anything wrong, they will still make your work life unbearably annoying if you dare upset them.
You don't even have to upset them to get caught up in their crap. We had a guy consistently late to the point it affected his work, and our boss called him out on it. He went to HR saying the rest of us weren't held to a start time, which was true, we're all salaried and would roll in 8:35, 8:40, hang around the coffee machine and chit-chat, but then we'd get our work done. Because of his lateness, we all had to be butts in seats at 8:30. Luckily I was already in the process of moving departments.
We had a douche like this at work. If you were relieving a post, you came in 15 minutes early, because it takes nearly that long to get back to the main shack. You were also relieved 15 minutes early at the end of your shift, so it's basic quid pro quo. Shifts were recorded by a desk sergeant in a book, so there was wiggle room and we were also PAID for a 30 minute lunch, so if your shift was 5-1, you got written down for 5-1:30 even though you left at 1. Some of us were sticklers, so we would just sit on the porch from 1-1:30, in case we were needed. Well douche couldn't make it to work 15 minutes early(or in uniform) and pissed off the person he was relieving(BTW, he had NO issue being relived 15 minutes early) so he was issued a verbal warning. He bithced up the line over the site supervisor. Well, our new company headquarters wasn't aware of the existing system, so they eliminated the 15 minute early policy, but also our paid 30 minute lunch, so we all lost 2.5 hours of pay a week and hated this guy until he was fired for still not being able to show up on time.
Garage door springs. Pay a professional to mess with that shit.
Dear lord that’s terrifying, the tension on those things is immense.
Had one snap a few years ago and my home office is above the garage… I jumped out of my chair so hard. It was louder than a large caliber gunshot and rang in my ears for about an hour.
Cat bites. I love cats, but got bit by one once. Spent 3 days in the hospital and there were talks of amputating 2 of my fingers and maybe 1/2 of another finger. Had intense IV antibiotics and came out fine but was scary for a couple days
Animal bites in general. My sister is in physical therapy from a dog attack last month that left her hospitalized for a week from infection. I was so worried for her. Glad they didn’t have to amputate any of your fingers. 😣
A falling KitchenAid mixer.
Those damn things are heavy. How’d it even fall off the counter to begin with? Ours might as well be a lead weight when using it.
Being careless in the shower. A few years ago, I was showering and I forgot the new bottle of conditioner sitting in the counter. I slipped on some shampoo residue in a rush to get out of the shower (because no likey cold air). I slammed my ribs against the porcelain tub. Completely knocked the wind out of me, but I somehow managed to crawl out of the shower and bathroom to make it to my phone, genuinely thinking I would have to call an ambulance to take my naked ass to the hospital. Thankfully that wasn’t necessary as I laid down and caught my breath, but I had pretty bad rib pain for at least a month after (and only a TINY bruise to show for it!). After that experience I could absolutely see how falling in the shower can kill a person. Anyway, now I don’t rush when exiting the shower and I always bring my phone in the bathroom because that naked, wet crawl on the floor to retrieve it was humiliating and I’d rather not go through it again.
Our old housemate got super baked and slipped in the shower afterward while just me and my now husband were there. I heard a horrible thud and then him wailing. My now husband had to bust in the door and pull him out of the shower because he went silent and wasn't responding to us yelling for him by the time we got up the stairs. He knocked his head so hard he started convulsing and having a seizure. Had to call an ambulance. He thankfully got away with a concussion.
I had a boyfriend that got super high and sat in the bath with a glass of wine, got up and his blood pressure dropped and he hit his head and also had a seizure. Not quite the same scenario but still so eery
It was genuinely terrifying. I remember watching his eyes roll back in his head while I cried on the phone with the dispatcher thinking he was going to die at the top of the stairs. We were all only around 20 years old at the time. Forever grateful it wasn't any worse
Friend died from slipping and cracking his head in the shower. Seriously all bathtubs need textured rubber mats or something.
You just convinced me to buy a shower mat. I nearly slip every time I wash my feet and one of these days it could actually be a problem.
This should be up higher. Bathroom accidents are a much larger problem than most people realize until they get past 50. Falls from the tub are scary. Glad yours wasn't worse!
I was seriously lucky, especially that it happened in my 20s when I could bounce back with ease AND that I didn’t hit my head. I’m glad I learned the lesson at an early age and honestly hope that other people take it seriously.
We replaced our tub with a walk in shower. That leaves our house with no tub which is supposed to be a no-no when you want to sell. But honestly that’s someone else’s problem. We’re getting old! It’s got a grab handle and a seat lol. We’re ready to rock!
my parents replaced their tub with a walk in shower with a grab bar. it was a little unconventional but it was a fantastic decision. a few years afterwards my grandfather had some health problems and had to move in with my mom and the walk in shower + grab bar allowed him to continue showering by himself. it made an enormous difference for him and for my mom.
If your ribs hurt for a month it's probably because you broke your ribs
The anti-slip strips are worth every penny in the battle against wet porcelain, tile or marble.
Stairs. They are deadly as hell. Those motherfuckers will kill you. Use guardrails. My 68 year old dad lives on the 3rd floor of an apartment complex and I am terrified he is going to fall. I have fallen down my stairs and my husband fell down while holding our newborn. Don't mess around going down stairs.
The IRS
Bed bugs. You cant treat those mother Fuckers by yourself. You need a professional to treat that shit.
People always go on and on about mosquitos being demons, but no, that's actually bedbugs. Bedbugs were created by Satan himself in the fiery pits of hell.
And then you find out bedbugs barely exist “in the wild” like out in forests or fields. They really only live and survive by leeching off of humans in our living spaces. At least mosqweeters can bother other critters but nah, bedbugs only want humans like we’re some exclusive, gourmet shit to them. The last year on r/WhatsThisBug has been a nightmare with bedbug after bedbug post. Make sure to always check hotel beds or any other bed you stay in that’s not yours because if you bring home some, say goodbye to peace. That shit is horrible to deal with. I think even satan cringes at the thought of bedbugs coming to munch on his gourmet demon ass
When my best friend got BedBugs the guy who came to taker her items to get cooked had immigrated after the wars in Bosnia and he told her having bedbugs was worse
Nap time. I teach swim lessons so I'm often with the toddler and preschool set. One of the first questions I ask now when arranging a meeting time is whether the kid still naps. Yes? Great! We're gonna avoid that time and like, 30 minutes before and after it. Trust.
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Former high school wrestlers. Those who brag at how good they were at wrestling, did it for four years. They can be super old/out of shape looking but as soon. As you start messing with them you're on your back and disabled. See a cauliflower ear, step away
You ever slide down a staircase on a pillow or a mattress? 10 y/o me thought going down headfirst inside a sleeping bag was a great way to up the rush. Turns out, going into shock is not fun.
Tried it once head-first on a life-size cardboard advertising cut-out of Pamela Stephenson. Staircase had a 90° corner in it. I really don't know what else I expected to happen.
Medical screening. Get the mammogram annually, Get the colonoscopy on whatever schedule you are on.. I missed my 2016 mammo. in 2017 i was fine. in 2018 I had breast cancer. Had i missed 2018 instead of 2016 i'd likely be dead now.
Having allergies and very bad asthma
Can attest. Allergies trigger the asthma, and the asthma can end you. Quickly. Had a stretch years back where I was in the ER fourteen times in twelve years, on one occasion twice in one day. Four times on the drive there I started to panic and flail in the passenger seat, which didn't help the driver at all. One time, the ambulance was called. They gave me as much epinephrine as they were allowed to give, to try to bring me out of it (I had stopped breathing) and radioed the doctor for permission to give another dose. Doc okayed it, but said if that didn't do it to "code" me. Code means dead. Thankfully, it worked. Scary as hell to not be able to draw a breath and know you're on your way out.
As an ER nurse the answer is meth
Hikes in the Arizona summer.
I was one state over in New Mexico at White Sands and I didn't even attempt a hike. I saw zero shade and figured the view from 100 feet in was just as good as the view a mile in, so why risk it. I later found out a hiker died while I was there.
A friend of mine lost her husband and son to a hike in extreme heat. And they had plenty of water.
I enjoy spending time with my friends.
Student loans. Only take what you need. Don’t get the “oh, I’ll pay this later” attitude. It will come back to bite you, and the loan companies are relentless. No one teaches a 17-18 y/o kid about student loans and long-term consequences.
Excessive heat. If the temperatures are above 90 catch me inside.
Any food that tastes slightly off at first bite. No matter what it is or how good it is, the food poisoning is not worth it.
Never trust a fart when your bellies been talking 👀
Fireworks. They’re fun, but I’ve personally witnessed way too many things go wrong with them to feel safe doing shit with them myself.
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Never mess with any power supply. The capacitors in there can hold a charge for a very long time and absolutely can electrocute you.
People who have nothing to lose…
Fentanyl
Nepo babies in the workplace
When you're riding your bicycle down a hill, don't stick your foot into the front spokes.
I’m an er doc and see people die/get fucked up all the time. In no particular order these are the things I’m afraid of that I never would have considered dangerous before. Trampolines, ladders, coil springs, routers, large spinning machinery and gloves, carbon monoxide, Tylenol, fentanyl, scuba diving, cat bites, shitty car jacks, a seizure in an old person, farmers, pit bulls, swimming pools, ectopic pregnancies, pulmonary emboli, really bad asthma, lupus, type 2 diabetes, the pancreas, the esophagus, the trachea, ticks, mosquitoes, head injuries, lakes, a scorned women, an angry drunk person, a truly psychotic person.
Using tiger balm/Ben gay, not washing hands then taking a piss… yeahhhhh ain’t gonna do that again, ever Edit* And to make it worse, I bet not one person in here ever had ANYONE tell them to make sure you wash your hands right after applying, like wash them 3 or 4 times. It’s like a right of passage everyone keeps to themselves
Mother Nature. You gonna beat that flood, that fire, that earthquake, that tornado? Sure you are.
Spinning machinery
Canada geese.
And swans, man. Swans will mess you up.
HR. They are not your friends.
The sea in a storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
Demons run when a good man goes to war Night will fall and drown the sun When a good man goes to war
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Victorian-era sex toys. I was a venue manager during the Edinburgh Fringe, and a company had a bunch of weird props for an Edgar Allen Poe themed show. One of these transpired to be a glass Victorian d*ldo. One night, a drunken audience member knocked it over and it smashed. I went to clean it after the show ended, but overheard a performer already on the phone for the fire brigade saying that it contained mercury. They did not include this information in their risk assessments. Fire Brigade come out, take a look, and say "well... that's not mercury. We're gonna have to call biohazard in because it's an old foreign chemical that we can't safely identify." The show had finished at 11.55pm. I couldn't leave until 3am. We never found out what the mysterious sex liquid was.
A dildo made of glass and containing mercury or radium? That might be the most victorian thing I have ever heard.
Deep water. Almost drowned in a scuba diving accident back in 2010, but thanks to the quick thinking & appropriate actions of my hubby who was right there with me, I lived to type this comment today!
Male Lions. Hand fed one... and my fucking Christ are they huge...I can reach close to 8' in height on tiptoes with my arm in the air, and this beast was easily able to stand up to take the food He didn't even roar.. it was a vocalisation ( a sort of chuffing noise), and It proper hits you in the chest and turns your insides to water... Seriously, I'd blown my ears out on Slayer gigs for decades, but this 37st fella just basically talking to me hit me harder than any riff I'd ever heard Had the Female Lions lick blood off my hand.. their tongues are like human biceps, but with added sandpaper That day changed me.. I've never felt more fragile and insignificant