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Elnicko5-I have a super-glue horror story, and this is a warning to all of you with contacts: do not wear them while working with super-glue.
I was building my blood angels, I used to work in my basement, hunched over a little white desk. If i remember correctly, I started building at around 6 and by the time i was done it was 11pm or so. In five hours I cleaned and glued together an assault squad and two tactical squads, I work slow, I know. I was only 14 or so at the time, and I had just started wearing contacts. It was time for me to go to bed, and this was when I discovered my problem.

Later in life, when I was in college, I discovered what had happened. Apparently Super Glue fumes are an organic solvent, and something that apparently will dissolve plastics. When the fumes evaporate off of the melted plastic, the plastic hardens again. With plastic based contacts this means that your contacts will adhere to your eyes, although amazingly, without any noticeable depreciation of function, however to get them off you need to have them surgically removed.
At the age of 14 all I knew is that my contacts were stuck to my eyes, and no matter what I did, I could not get them out. It took a painful surgery where I watched as they cut the contacts off of my eyes, not a pleasant experience.

Crikey, that sucks. And I thought a cut-thumb was bad.

Man, affixed contacts beats my stories. Jeez.

Back in highschool, at the height of the fair city mall GW Gorkamorka campaign, I decided I didn't like the upper half of my stock Kopta pilot. The model was originally 2piece, torso and legs. I was trying to x-acto my way back to having 2 pieces. After a few minutes of making zero progress, I got fed up and pressed far too hard. Blade ripped through my thumb, probably straight to bone (I never really stuck around to confirm that bit). Bled like a stuck pig, ran upstairs to the bathroom medicine cabinet and nearly passed out. I was young, stupid, and scared of parental wrath, so instead of fessing up and seeing a doctor for stitches, I cleaned it out with peroxide (that'll make you religious, trust me) and, yep, superglued my thumb closed. I wrapped a piece of clear packing tape around it to hold the mess together.

Let me reiterate, I was borderline brain dead for handling it that way, don't be dumb like me. To this day my gnarliest GW scar runs along the inside of my thumb, from the middle knuckle, through the pad, around, up to, and about 1/8" under the thumbnail. The silver lining was the permanent change to my fingerprint!


And Death by monkies, I've got to sig you.

I can't even imagine working on some minis one minute and then having surgery on my eyes the next.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure contacts glued to eyes = you win this thread.

At least until someone comes along an tops it. Any takers?

I dunno. I propose lockdown.

kutzmon wrote:After finishing priming, an hour or two, I finally notice the haze of black mist in the air and think to myself, “I need to open the door and air this place out before the wife comes home and yells at me.” As if on cue my neighbor, Bill, opens the side door and has his hands cupped up to his mouth lighting a cigarette. WOOF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ding-ding-ding!! We have a winner!!!

(I like this story best because this is two people getting flamed. Literally.)

wow, that sucks bro...i think that's one of the worst stories i've heard...i would be so bummed if somethin' happened to my eyes..

one of my worst mini injuries was with the clippers...they really do the job...i had 'em slip while i was workin', and in the split second before i squeezed i saw 'em against my finger tip, and tried to tell my brain not to do,it, but it was too late...half my fingertip was in the clippers...the sound of those clippers will haunt me for the rest of my life...

i'm no stranger to pain, as a longtime skater, and big wave surfer...i once had a wave in costa rica fracture my arm, and then fold me in half backwards, fracturin' one of my vertebrae...i didn't even go to hospital, since i knew they didn't need to set fractures(the brains diagnostic system is amazin')...i walked out and had a little herbal remedy on the beach...i layed in bed for a couple days, but gravity was kickin' my arse...3 days later i put on my flippers, and spend my days floatin' around in the ocean...i couldn't even put on a t-shirt for a month, 'cause it was too painful...luckily it was rainy season in the tropics, so a shirt was pointless...

the point is, the pain in my finger didn't bother me too much...i just squeezed it, and walked into the bathrooom, and made some nice designs on the wall when i let go of my finger...wrapped it up, taped it, and went back to the couch...i sat down, and started thinkin' about the sound that the clippers made, and damn near passed out!!!

as an aside, i always end up bloodin' a new blade in my exacto...every damn time!!!

blood for the blood god...

cheers
jah

Holy crap, I don't know how I missed kutzmon's "flaming" post. Man, that is crazy. You're lucky you didn't burn your face off....

Let's hear it for ventilation!

To add to the scars discussion, I have a nice, neat little scar on my right index finger from a couple of years ago. I use a small leatherman multitool for most of my miniatures assembly stuff, and while removing pieces from a sprue to build a tactical squad I quickly picked it up to cut something without realising I had it upside down. The blade, of course, folded back into the handle without stopping to allow my finger to escape. It left me with a neat cut running parallel to my finger about a centimetre and a half long. It was pretty shocking at the time though, I had a big flap of flesh hanging loose and bleeding everywhere.

Teek wrote:instead of fessing up and seeing a doctor for stitches, I cleaned it out with peroxide (that'll make you religious, trust me) and, yep, superglued my thumb closed.

Bizarrely, apparently that's what superglue was originally used for - quickly sealing wounds. This is why it sticks your fingers together far better than it sticks minis together.

It's entirely possible (probable) you already know that, but I thought I'd share the snippet anyways.

I've never set my garage on fire- that story was great!

Demonstrating to a friend how plastic glue "isn't really glue" I swiped some on my hand- which happened to have an open cut. It hurt. A lot. And I looked like an idiot.

I can't come near topping most of these. The best I've seen was a friend getting a mouth full of super glue after trying to get it open using his teeth (he wasn't real smart if you couldn't already tell). The worst I have done was to gash open my thumb real good while assembling my Chaos Landraider. I considered it to have been a blood sacrifice so it was all good (or at least after my thumb finally healed after a couple of weeks). I probably should have gotten stitches but I'm far too stubborn for that. And besides, I had a landraider to finish putting together!

My worst was slipping with an x-acto and bisecting the pad on my left thumb. The scar's about an inch long, and it was about 10mm deep. That was 1991. I now have a VERY distinctive left thumbprint, so a life of crime for me is out of the question - and gloves make my hands sweat.

ps, I think the opposite of pride is "chagrin".

The opposite of pride is humility.

I sit corrected.

(standing while typing is bad for you).

Elnicko5 wrote:I have a super-glue horror story, and this is a warning to all of you with contacts: do not wear them while working with super-glue.
I was building my blood angels, I used to work in my basement, hunched over a little white desk. If i remember correctly, I started building at around 6 and by the time i was done it was 11pm or so. In five hours I cleaned and glued together an assault squad and two tactical squads, I work slow, I know. I was only 14 or so at the time, and I had just started wearing contacts. It was time for me to go to bed, and this was when I discovered my problem.

Later in life, when I was in college, I discovered what had happened. Apparently Super Glue fumes are an organic solvent, and something that apparently will dissolve plastics. When the fumes evaporate off of the melted plastic, the plastic hardens again. With plastic based contacts this means that your contacts will adhere to your eyes, although amazingly, without any noticeable depreciation of function, however to get them off you need to have them surgically removed.
At the age of 14 all I knew is that my contacts were stuck to my eyes, and no matter what I did, I could not get them out. It took a painful surgery where I watched as they cut the contacts off of my eyes, not a pleasant experience.

In all my years working on models and wearing Contacts, I've yet to encounter this myself. That sounds incredibly painful.

My husband sent me the link to this thread. "I don't think I've done anything bad enough to warrant mention, thankfully."

This is the man who left his entire army sitting on a table in our living room when he deployed 5 months ago. He'll be gone for another 7 months. We have 4 kids and a dog. Raise your hand if you think this wasn't the pinnacle of stupid.

(Sorry, Hun.)

you're right, hes a fool. If I had done that my other half would have ebayed the lot and bought shoes or cross-stitch or whatever it is women buy.

JohnHwangDD wrote:

kutzmon wrote:After finishing priming, an hour or two, I finally notice the haze of black mist in the air and think to myself, “I need to open the door and air this place out before the wife comes home and yells at me.” As if on cue my neighbor, Bill, opens the side door and has his hands cupped up to his mouth lighting a cigarette. WOOF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ding-ding-ding!! We have a winner!!!

(I like this story best because this is two people getting flamed. Literally.)

as opposed to you getting flamed enough for two people back on the newsgroup?

luckily.. or more likely because of my naturally high IQ and college education.. I've never been an idiot with things like paint, glue, sharp objects and other associated hobby items.

most I can say is that there was a time when I paid full retail for Warhammer models.

I dont think intelligence is any protection against acts of stupidity.

Elnicko5--you definitely win the "wince" award for this thread... but I'm sorry, explosive garages from cigarettes gets the win for funny stupidity.

Blackheart666 wrote:
luckily.. or more likely because of my naturally high IQ and college education.. I've never been an idiot with things like paint, glue, sharp objects and other associated hobby items.

Hubris, Blackheart... Hubris. Keep in mind IQ has nothing to do with coordination (though if you know you're naturally klutzy, I suppose you can take measures to avoid hazards). I mean, I'm running around with a master's degree and still do clumsy stuff that results in injury

Actually, this kinda reminds me of my first disaster. When I first got into the hobby, I started an army of tyranids (when the 3rd ed hive tyrant just came out). I was living with my parents over the summer between classes and decided to use the pole barn floor (laid down cardboard) to prime my 'Nid horde. The mechanical door is wide enough to fit two vehicles abreast, and my father always parked his pickup on the north side. Naturally, I sprayed my models on the south side that was unused. For some unknown reason, he decided to park on the south side when he returned, and ran over all my minis.

Well.... not all of my minis--but two tire treads worth. he crushed about $90 worth of warriors (fixable) and gaunts (new terrain)... It hurt.

UlrikeDG wrote:My husband sent me the link to this thread. "I don't think I've done anything bad enough to warrant mention, thankfully."

This is the man who left his entire army sitting on a table in our living room when he deployed 5 months ago. He'll be gone for another 7 months. We have 4 kids and a dog. Raise your hand if you think this wasn't the pinnacle of stupid.

(Sorry, Hun.)

There was no physical injury involved in your story, so I, er, the guy you're talking about shouldn't count.

Elnicko5 wrote:I have a super-glue horror story, and this is a warning to all of you with contacts: do not wear them while working with super-glue.
I was building my blood angels, I used to work in my basement, hunched over a little white desk. If i remember correctly, I started building at around 6 and by the time i was done it was 11pm or so. In five hours I cleaned and glued together an assault squad and two tactical squads, I work slow, I know. I was only 14 or so at the time, and I had just started wearing contacts. It was time for me to go to bed, and this was when I discovered my problem.

Later in life, when I was in college, I discovered what had happened. Apparently Super Glue fumes are an organic solvent, and something that apparently will dissolve plastics. When the fumes evaporate off of the melted plastic, the plastic hardens again. With plastic based contacts this means that your contacts will adhere to your eyes, although amazingly, without any noticeable depreciation of function, however to get them off you need to have them surgically removed.
At the age of 14 all I knew is that my contacts were stuck to my eyes, and no matter what I did, I could not get them out. It took a painful surgery where I watched as they cut the contacts off of my eyes, not a pleasant experience.

You know, ive never really thought about this, but it makes sense. We always encouraged people who took organic chemistry lab not to wear contacts. I never really thought about why, but most plastics are quite soluble in several of the solvents we used. Cyanoacrylate ( Which I think is actually ethyl cyanoacrylate ) is not really used as a solvent and is not a solvent based glue but as we here all know it will dissolve some types of plastic. I never really thought about it and just assumed we told people that to keep them from complicating any potential splash in the eyes.

Hmmm.

Although nothing exceedingly excitingly flamingly explosive has happened to me, while using superglue, but ONE TIME...

Ok, so I was gluing together that extremely awesome SM 'Master of the Fleet' for use, and was a bit tied up at the time, trying to glue a base with one hand, and undo the top of a superglue with the other.

The phone rings - "**** this," I think, and get the phone in one hand, gluing base in the other, then try getting the lid off the glue wih my teeth: not a plan worth carrying out.

Yanking, yanking, I was. Then, the top kind of... explodes. Superglue all over my face and mouth, antique table, modelling equipment, phone, and some of the carpet and walls close to where I was working.

Obscene words rush through my mind, and a run to the kitchen, pulling fragments of the plastic glue casing off my cheeks, while with the other hand, washing myself off. I realise that after I'd washed myself, cleared up the still-wet things on the walls, and carpet, and pulled everything off my face, I have a huge chunk of plastic superglued to my hand.

Me being 12 at the time, I tried PULLING IT OFF. Not a plan to make your list of no.1 awesome plans. Oh, yeah.

Skin grafts later (trust me, not something you like), I learn my lesson.

*NEVER TRY MULTI TASKING INVOLVING SUPERGLUE: CONSEQUENCES MAY BE PAINFUL and/or EMBARASSING!*

smiling Assassin wrote:The phone rings - "**** this," I think, and get the phone in one hand, gluing base in the other, then try getting the lid off the glue wih my teeth: not a plan worth carrying out.

So, uh... who called?

Worst story I've got are just a few cuts and a green spot of paint on the carpet, sorry... Oh, and a couple superglued fingers, but still not much.

The wprst one that ever happened to me was dropping a new craft knife into my big toe. I slipped while cutting, and it went straight down, point first, but twisted 90 degrees on the way so it ended up sticking right between the two bones of my toe in the joint, it stayed for about half a second, then slowly tipped over, came unstuck and fell out. It didn't clot for ages and walking was agony. The noise it made and the feeling when it stopped in my toe haunts me.

The most stupid thing I've ever seen was a kid at my local GW superglueing his head to a table. He'd done something else stupid, not exactly brain of britain this one, was eing laughed at for it, made the "d'oh" action of banging his head on the table, straight into some spilt superglue. I've never laughed so hard.

Greebynog wrote:The wprst one that ever happened to me was dropping a new craft knife into my big toe. I slipped while cutting, and it went straight down, point first, but twisted 90 degrees on the way so it ended up sticking right between the two bones of my toe in the joint, it stayed for about half a second, then slowly tipped over, came unstuck and fell out. It didn't clot for ages and walking was agony. The noise it made and the feeling when it stopped in my toe haunts me.

The most stupid thing I've ever seen was a kid at my local GW superglueing his head to a table. He'd done something else stupid, not exactly brain of britain this one, was eing laughed at for it, made the "d'oh" action of banging his head on the table, straight into some spilt superglue. I've never laughed so hard.

I laughed pretty hard just reading that story.

Slightly off topic but.. how about opening lots of the older, screw-top GW paint pots when the paint dried into the cracks of the screw threads.. and doing it laboriously by hand before discovering the wonders of wrenches.. and routinely forming and popping blisters on your palm just under your fingers.. and routinely having other people wonder out loud, jokingly but not really jokingly, what you must be doing to wear your palms out..

Or was that just me?

my worst one was caused by goblins, i had just finished building a unit of night goblin spearmen and left them on the floor beside my bed and went too sleep, waking up rather late for college i jumped out of bed and landed straight on a load of speartips, suffice to say i was still late for college as i had to spend the next 30minutes picking speartips out of my, oddly the goblins werent damage they must of really hated me

Blackheart666 wrote:

luckily.. or more likely because of my naturally high IQ and college education.. I've never been an idiot with things like paint, glue, sharp objects and other associated hobby items.

This is what you learned at college? What course was this? I think they saw you coming.

Jazz is for Losers wrote:

Blackheart666 wrote:

luckily.. or more likely because of my naturally high IQ and college education.. I've never been an idiot with things like paint, glue, sharp objects and other associated hobby items.

This is what you learned at college? What course was this? I think they saw you coming.

the warhammer college curriculum includes such in depth courses as

intro to hobby techniques
getting little kids to buy you food 101
the world of unwarranted self important

sleazy wrote:I dont think intelligence is any protection against acts of stupidity.

Like when people talk down on Internet forums? (not you, sleazy)