I just called 911! Adrenaline rush!
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I just called 911! Adrenaline rush!
kari-shma:themusician: Sia | Breathe Me
Eating chix nood soup, about to watch the last two episodes of True Blood.
As seen inside a cabinet at The Boys dad’s house…
- Took two hours to figure out how to develop APS film. No wonder that shit went out of style.
- Gouged a hole in my thumb with a very dull device while trying to figure out the aforementioned whore APS film.
-Nose won’t stop running and is sore and tender.
- Ran out of replenisher in the paper machine.
- Upon looking for a new container of replenisher, found out we had NONE.
-Called the closest store. None there.
-Drove to KY to pick some up.
-Got back to my store with a million photo orders piled up.
-Put the new replenisher in the machine.
-Still got error message.
-Troubled shooted. Nada. Called Fuji.
-A million years later, Fuji calls me back and tells me what to do.
-I slam my hand in the drawer while looking for a screwdriver.
-I try and look away from people while my eyes water and I briefly have a pity party.
-I begin to drain the old replenisher. Oh, hey, look at that, it’s spilling all over the floor.
-Oh, hey, check it out, my paper towels are missing. AGAIN.
-Good! Chemical is now all over the lab floor! I feel dizzy just inhaling it all!!!
-I set my knee in chemical. Chemical seeps through the bandage on my thumb and burns. Dizziness ensues.
-Machine gets drained. Floor cleaned.
-Accidentally put side casing door of machine on crooked.
-Struggle to get the door back off.
-Scrape the shit out of my hand pulling it off.
-Eyes tear up again.
-Nose still running.
-More photo orders pouring in.
-After several more attempts, paper processor works.
-Quickly begin to take care of orders as fast as possible.
-FUCKING MACHINE JAMS WITH PAPER.
-Dig and dig and look but can’t find this alleged paper jam.
-Reboot machine.
-STILL PAPER JAM.
-Tear up again.
-Scratch my hand up trying to dig inside the machine find this stupid jam.
-Found a piece of paper!
-All set! NOPE. Still jammed.
-Have to dig in the chemicals to pull out shitty stuck paper.
…in summary, 3pm did not come fast enough.
Oh I am not amazed with myself anymore. Just injured myself. Ow. Oh, hell.
I never cease to amaze myself.