From the statistics I get through WordPress, I can tell that about half my traffic comes from search engines. Which is cool and I enjoy seeing what people search for to end up at my blog. The other half is people who came here via a link someone posted or have the page bookmarked. For the second group, I have been trying to think of some way to make this blog more interactive. I try to ask at the end of most posts for feedback and don’t get many takers. The thing is that I know many of you have far more interesting takes on any number of the topics discussed in this blog. So today I am going to try a new feature called “Story Time.”
The idea of Story Time is that everyone has a story to tell about certain topics. They are the stories that get pulled out after work at the bar or in side stations while waiting for a table. I have a favorite story for most of these topics. I am sure you do too. So just pretend that you are sitting around a high top sipping a cool beverage and tell your tale in the comments section.
Today’s topic is workplace injuries. A coworker who hurt himself inspired it. He looked over at me while doing his checkout and said, “You know what you oughta write about on your blog thing is getting hurt at work.” I wasn’t sure what angle to take on that issue. For the record I am opposed to getting hurt at work. Please don’t do it. If you do get hurt though could you possibly do it in a really funny way?
That is why this topic works. We have all seen someone injured at work. Generally we feel really bad at the time. By now they have all healed and it is safe to have a good laugh at their expense. Besides, they probably don’t read this blog so you can tell us.
My tale comes from my very first job at the previously mentioned “Five Four.” One of my co-workers there was a guy we will call “Blades.” Blades was old to me at 18 which means he was probably 26 or so. Super nice guy, but a little awkward. The primary manifestation of this was that he was incredibly accident-prone. He once took a tumble cleaning the random stuff on the walls. Hard worker, but you didn’t want the guy on a ladder.
One night Blades was coming through the bar carrying a large stack of plates. This was a very high volume place and he was working on the patio. There was no bus station out there so he had a long walk from the patio, through the crowded lobby, across the more crowded bar, and to the back of the kitchen to get to the dishroom. This is a tough route so you generally carried as much as you could on every trip. Blades and large stacks of plates was a bad combination.
As he was walking through the bar the tower of plates began to fall. Blades being the consummate professional he was tried to save them by sticking his foot out. As he did the steak knife (this was so long ago that restaurants still had pointy steak knives) on the top of the pile comes down followed by a breadboard. In a feat that could never be recreated the knife came down perfectly straight at his shoe. The breadboard struck it at precisely the same time and drove the knife through the top of his shoe and into the top of his foot. Nobody watching could believe what they had just witnessed.
Blades hobbled for a while, but he got better. After 15 years this story still stands out as the most random injury I had ever seen. What is yours? The quality of story time is the stories you post in the comment section. This is where we all entertain each other. I know Becky and Yellowcat can beat this hands down. Pull up a seat and tell us your tale.