Nail Gun Meets Fingers 
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My construction technologies teacher, who we shall refer to as Mr. X, relayed a rather comical story to us the other day of one of his former building construction site "accidents"
This particular site was badly in need of workers, so they were willing to hire almost anyone. Almost. Anyone who was hired on site had to have at least five years of experience in the trade. So one day, a rather large man rides up on a quite small bicycle and asks for a job. When questioned about his experience in the trade, he sayed that he had indeed worked five years in the trade and was well experienced in the area.
So, his first day on the job, he is nailing beams for floor support when suddenly he stops. Mr. X turned around to see the man standing there with a stupid look on his face and asked him why he had stopped working. The man replied that he had stapled his pointer finger to one of the support beams. After dislodging his finger, Mr. X brought the man down to the first aid shack and put a band aid on his pointer finger. Mr. X asked the man again if he had five years of experience on construction sites. After reasuring him that he had, the man went back to work (working with his pointer finger sticking up in the air and holding things with his other fingers).
Minutes later, Mr. X notices that the man has stopped working yet again. He turns around to see the man standing there wearing yet again a stupid look. When asked why he had stopped working, the man replied that he had nailed his middle finger to the beam. After another removal and a band aid, the man was told that if he nailed another body part to anything ever again on the job site, he would be fired. The man reasured them again that he had five years of experience and set back to work.
A few hours had passed without any nailing catastrophes when Mr. X suddenly noticed that the man had stopped nailing. When he looked over the see what was wrong, the man was no longer there. Instead of the man, Mr. X found a noticeable trial of blood leading from were the man had been working towards the ladder. When Mr. X chanced a glance down the ladder, he saw the man, his ring finger gushing blood, scampering down the ladder towards the first aid shack.
Needless to say, the man was relieved of his job and his nail gun. Submitted on 10/25/2002
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