all these stories make me think my day was a walk in the park. i'm glad to hear that some one else thought the needle hurt, never felt much pain till then.
I was working on a 20,000 thoousand dollar floor, in a 4.5 million dollar home. Needless to say not one drop of blood hit the ground. I told the boss, then I made it through the kitchen, hallway, and the 4 car garage, my shirt was bloody, but I left the floor clean.
My dad is also the office manager, so he got the call to bring all of the paperwork to the hospital. When he got to the waiting room the first thing he asked was how deep the cut was, the 2nd was how much blood got on the floor.
To make things worse this happened at 11:30, and lunch started at 12, I never got to eat...
Now I'm stuck on light duty for the rest of this week and part of next. nothing like sucking down sawdust from sanders...
