Well let me tell you where I work, a BBQ place. So i'm washing dishes and grab the peice that holds the baskets up in the deap frier and its cold I finish washing it and go to grab the next one, only its not cold its 320 degrees F! So after I burn the shit out of my hand I call my mom to see if my brother is there to come get my car and take me home (drive a straight drive so she cant drive it) she replys no and instead of coming to get me waits 30minutes while he comes home. She finally gets there after about 45min and looks at my hand and says that we should go to the ER. So we go and I wait there for 30minutes and finally go back. All in all I only have 3rd degree burns on my right hand. Gotta be out of work for for awhile. The funniest thing is my boss said that I would only have a blester, the nurse said that I was lucky not to lose my nerves all to gether, shows what he knows. Moral of this don't trust red necks with you life