Physical oddities
I am ambidextrous- which in my case means equally clumsy with boith hands- but I’m especially clumsy with my left hand. Worst thing is swinging a hammer. You have to hold the nail with something, and subsequently my right thumbnail is mangled beyond it’s ever growing back normally again. Additionally, I once managed to get it caught in a curl coming off a drill, whcih ripped up the nailbed. Looks like I’ve been chewing on it since I was nine. Well, actually, I have- I was a nailbiter for like 40 years, and all of a sudden, one day, with zero warning, I stopped. For the life of me I still don’t know why.
Ah well, I was never going to be a hand model.
Og,
I think this product was made for you:
http://jwiley.typepad.com/back_home_again/2006/01/nail_guide.html
that’s perfect! thirty five years ago. too damned late now.
Wouldn’t it be easier to just get a pneumatic nail gun?
I’m not as fubared as you but a long time ago in the highschool machine shop I curled my index finger around underneth the quick change gear lever of a South Bend lathe and f%#ked up the nail as I was changing feeds. Ever since it grows with about a 3/8 long split in it. One time I filed it out, the nail was almost paper thin in that spot but as the nail grew the split came back
I watched an idiot plane his knuckles on one of those big, heavy duty planers in high school wood shop. Does that count for anything?
shit yeah, Dick! it means I’m not the dumbest fucker you know!
Never to late to get a good idea. Unless you give up with nails. I have to say I’ve given up and gotten a few nail guns and for trim they are the cat’s meow.
I did lose the ends of my fingers on the left had to a belt sander one time. Damn near knocked me out. Don’t even see the scar anymore.
Back in my apprentice days we had a fella get pulled into the belts of a machine and torn up. In those days most machines didn’t have the safeguards they do today and shop safety meant being careful.
When they got this feller out he was conscious. The leadhands and foremen all gathered round and did the first aid thing but this guy was a mess. Even I could see it.
I saw strength that day I haven’t seen since. The foremen start razzing the shit out of him. It’s just a scratch, they joked. You will be lying around in bed while the wife does all your chores! You have to buy us all beers with the money you scam from workmans comp! Can you imagine the look on the wife’s face when she has to empty your chamber pot? The man died on the shop floor smiling. Even today it just about breaks me up to think of it. Can you imagine the strength it would take to joke and josh a dying man like that?
You kids be careful. The more pwoerful and capable our tools become the more you have to watch them.