Roughly a quarter century ago, I was in a packaging / warehouse facility sealing an endless line of cartons with an industrial glue gun, which heated the glue it used to roughly 400 F. I was rolling along, though my attention was starting to drift. Halfway through laying down a line of glue, the current stick ran out and I reached across the carton to the pile of gluesticks to get another one; at the same time I lifted the glue gun off the flap of the carton, which caused it to lift up. As a result, fresh 400 F glue was applied directly to my wrist.
I stood there for the half second it took for the pain to reach my brain, then I dropped the glue gun and tried to wipe it off...with my other hand. That worked about as well as you might imagine. I sprinted to the nearest source of water, about 50 yards away, and started running cold water over the burns, which naturally enough solidified the glue. Not much glue got on the fingers on my other hand, and it peeled off easily, though the first degree burns hurt like hell. The area of solidified glue on my wrist didn't hurt. At all.
I showed the burn to my boss, and he sent me to the Doc In A Box down the street. So I went there, said I had a burn, got the pad of forms to fill out, sat down and got to writing. About ten minutes later the pain in my fingers was really becoming unbearable, so I got up and asked the receptionist if I could have some ice. She looked at my fingers and said that didn't look like it was worth a doctor visit. I said it wasn't for the fingers, it was for this -- and at that point I showed her the mass of glue on my wrist.
Thirty seconds later I was in an examination room.
I stood there for the half second it took for the pain to reach my brain, then I dropped the glue gun and tried to wipe it off...with my other hand. That worked about as well as you might imagine. I sprinted to the nearest source of water, about 50 yards away, and started running cold water over the burns, which naturally enough solidified the glue. Not much glue got on the fingers on my other hand, and it peeled off easily, though the first degree burns hurt like hell. The area of solidified glue on my wrist didn't hurt. At all.
I showed the burn to my boss, and he sent me to the Doc In A Box down the street. So I went there, said I had a burn, got the pad of forms to fill out, sat down and got to writing. About ten minutes later the pain in my fingers was really becoming unbearable, so I got up and asked the receptionist if I could have some ice. She looked at my fingers and said that didn't look like it was worth a doctor visit. I said it wasn't for the fingers, it was for this -- and at that point I showed her the mass of glue on my wrist.
Thirty seconds later I was in an examination room.
Don't be retarded. You take the cake for "lamest excuse to suggest that people shouldn't have to pay for things that they need"

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