Why yes, I did break a solid plastic window with my weak brittle arm. The sore is all puffy and oozing now, and I got some bonus points from the managers by working my ass off while handicapped (especially since the other grocery guy didn't touch the pop during the FIVE HOURS I wasn't there afterwards... When there was a HUGE SALE on Pepsi and THIRTEEN pallets in the back) I rushing like Hell to clear some space in the backroom, so I was setting up end displays all over the store, dragging and dropping pallets wherever. I quickly then stocked a pallet of misc. Pespi cans and completely emptied it. I was dragging the empty pallet back to... the back, when the only ailse that lets me through was blocked by shopping carts and the elderly.
I pulled out the pallet-jack and shoved it into a random display, and carried the empty pallet by hand. I stuck my arm out to push the door open, but I apparently aimed for the window and BAM! Out it came along with a good amount of my blood and flesh.
You'd think it would end there, but it doesn't. I went to the meat storage because there's a first aid kit there. Turns out it was out of bandages, so off to produce! The first aid kit was COMPLETELY empty there. One last hope was fish, and they ACTUALLY had STUFF I could use. The bandages weren't staying in place, so I duct-taped it to my wrist and went about my duties.
I return to the backroom to see two of the managers waiting around with the broken window, and explained what happened. Nancy yelled at me to go wash my arm and get a proper bandage. A proper bandage costs $1.75 each.
Despite my gaping wound, I STILL worked my ass off and proved myself a ho-jillion times superior to the new guy. That made me happy.
Wow this is a big post, and my supper is very cold now. Ah well, I still have a microwave.
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