Yesterday as i was running to answer the door, because the papa johns pizza delivery man was out front, my floor attacked me. Yes, i got a huge splinter in my foot. It actually had to go through my sock and then lodged itself in my foot, and i am not lying when i say it was at least a half an inch long, if not a little longer. Now, the gross part is that my roommate joy and i had to use a tweezers and some sort of cutical cutter to get the frackin, like how i just dropped that?, splinter out of my foot.
After I got it out my roommate Dre came home and thought that i should get a tetanus shot because of the splinter, but isn't tetanus shots only for like rusty nails? Well, i got a little worried so i asked my boss at work, to which he pulled out his medicine bag and insisted that i show him the point of entry and he went ahead and put neosporin, and a new bandaid on. Which I thought was a bit strange to which he said, "It's on your foot not your ass." And i guess that made sense.
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