A bad day at work
Anyone, anywhere, anytime, at least once, has a bad day in his life. Cling! Cling! Cling! ……As usually my alarm clock rang up. It was 5:00 in the morning. I woke up. I prayed as usual . I took a shower. I took my breakfast. I took my bag. I left home exactly at 6:00. I reached my work place at 6:45. I was waiting 10 minutes in the parking lot before I went to clock in. Suddenly, I heard a noise while I hustled up front. It was too late. One of the employees was backing up and hit the back of my car. He broke my bumper. We were talking about 4 or 5 minutes. We planned for a solution. It was already done. What a pity! Then, I went to clock in, and I put my bag on its place. I took the cabinet key where it used to be. I opened the cabinet. I placed the tools on the big table. I was fixing them. My co-worker, at the same time, was setting up the pallet jacks. We fixed everything. It was time now to start our job. We were both working together. Everything was going on perfectly. And a couple of hours after, it were the worst. According to the rule, when you don’t use the nail-gun, your finger must not be on the trigger. Thus, I was on my side. My co-worker came to my side to get a hammer. He crossed me. Because his finger stayed on the trigger while he was crossing me, my left hand, accidentally, touched the part of the nail- gun where the projectile supposed to be expelled. It was too late. The nail was already left. The nail penetrated into my hand tightly. It passed into one side and appeared straight on the other side, that is to say, at my palm. When my partner saw the nail straight like that in my hand, he cried very loudly. He cried so strong, many people ran through us and saw the damage. Quickly my supervisor led me to the office. They signed a paper. Right away my supervisor drove me to the hospital. When the nail penetrated into my hand, I didn’t feel it, because it ran into it so fast. But, after 15 minutes, I started to feel the pain....
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