Respirator hijinks.

Once I had my respirator on while using SnJ Metal Powder. I left it on as I went to stretch some spue. After stretching the pieces I needed I then attempted to blow the candle out forgetting that I still had my mask on. It's on days like that where I thank God my workshop is down in the basement and not upstairs. My wife already knows I can be a bit of a dunderhead but I don't need to PROVE it to her! Ha-ha-ha!

Eric

ROTFLMAO

Some days, my modeling episodes come out being like a skit from the 3 Stooges. Who knows how many of those "just a quick paint" jobs turn into weeks of rework nightmares. Can't count how many times I'm been stabbed, glued, burned, scratched, bitten, and covered in paint. (BTW I had my cat in the room a few times which explains the scratching and biting, never use superglue (thin CA) and then pick up a cat, can be very painful).

I was in the shop one day, looked over to see a coworker stabilizing a small acrylic skull against his leg as he was cutting an opening with a dremel saw. Here's my half of the ensuing conversation, "Those dremels have pretty good torque, you might wanna...oooooo.ah, er OK, let me just grab the keys , I'll drive.....
If you ever get a chance to see a dremel head disappear into a thigh, Don't look.

God these are funny. My best (worst??) accident involved the xacto knife rolling off my desk and imbedding itself point first into my bare foot. A trip to the emergency room and three stitches later, I decide to finish what I was doing and did it again with the other foot. I didn't touch a model for three months after that. I now work on models wearing steel toed boots.

.......OMG yesssssssssss....
more than i care to mention and in any combination you care to imagine........lol
.........and way to embarassing to detail in publiceeeeekkkk.........

Mike,
If your talking professionally now, been there done that, five times over.
Bent down to pick up something, backed into a light rig, knocking it back, me forward.
Tripped over a sandbag only to stabilize by grabbing a unchocked dolly.

My favorite hot glue story...We were shooting in a unoccupied office building in Harlem. We had set up a small office as a second shop for some touch up and on set assembly.
Hot Glue...fire alarm...FDNY...2 hour shut down...$2500 fine. Repeat 3 times.
I don't think I ever saw the production manager again without a copy of our contract in his pocket.

hmmmm.............................................never had anything like that happen to me.


(ducking and running for the door)

joe

Was working on a set design job and was hot gluing some material to a facade. Hadn't realized that it was dripping off the edge of the table into a puddle of what has affectionately been labeled as theatre napalm. I dropped something and squatted under the table to pick it up when I placed my hand into this very hot puddle of hot glue. I jumped up in pain and really banged my head on the underside of the table. Reflexively I brought my hand up to my head (yup, the one with the glue) and glued my hand to my hair. To make matters worse I crumpled back into the puddle of glue trying to stop from blacking out and was burned a second time on the knee. Jumping up again I hit my shoulder on the edge of the table. By this point the guys I was working with were doubled over, gasping for breath.

In addition to the burns on hand and knee, I got a nice bruise on the shoulder and a really bad haircut that day that only revealed the goose egg that appeared.

Your not alone.