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One day many years ago (when my uncle was a kid) he, with my father and my grandfather were working on a car. My grandfather was doing something with the battery with my dad and my uncle around the car. I don't know exactly what happened, never got into detail, but the battery exploded and burned my uncle really bad. He has metal plates in his face, his face, neck, shoulders have all been skin graphed, he was burned on most of his upper body. He has mostly fake teeth and a metal chin, he's been this way since he was about 5-6. I'm sure medical procedures have gotten a lot better in the last 55 years, but I still highly suggest being extremely careful around batteries
i find it hard to believe that a drug addict could possibly think that 'acid' in a bottle could be acid that you trip on. Sorry but maybe the story you heard was untrue...either that or the guy wanted to kill himself and didnt realize how bad and slow that would be.....you dont 'inject' acid though just for the record...you absorb it through the epidermis or toungue
I can tell you this. Like I said, "when we showed up". I was on that ambulance. His story to me , was as I told it......if he was trying to kill himself.....he didnt mention it.
It was over 14 years ago, but yea, I think we mentioned that the acid he was looking for came in a pill. Its not my fault the guy was an idiot, but he did live with his mother. I didnt bother to correct either one.
Yea, the guy wasnt happy, saying it was irritated would be understated.. Dont know if he lived or died. Never saw him again. Working as a public servant is a compasionate and satisfying career...but some people just cant be helped, and some, you just dont care. Sad to say, but accurate.
when i was a kid we went to visit my uncle richie who lived in vancouver and had a boat. he also drove an old mercedes diesel but it got a little hot one day. so we all got out of the car to stretch our legs while uncle richie has a look under the hood. my dad still blames uncle richie for playing around with the radiator cap and it coming off. all i remember is getting sprayed with hot prestone and my aunt is screaming at my dad and uncle cuz they're pouring beer on me
Mustard, pickle juice, or vinegar are great at pullin the burn out of burns. It's amazing what it can do.. I used to work for wendys, and one night cleanin the fryers I dipped the tip of my finger in the hot oil.. I have carpel tunnel syndrome, and arthritis startin to set in (at 24 no less) so I didn't feel it for probably 20 seconds (at 350 degrees). That was not fun.
My little brother had high-top boots which he hated to lace up, so he just wound the laces around his ankle instead. We were cooking breakfast while on an overnight hike with the Boy Scouts, and he fried up a skillet full of bacon. When the bacon was done, he pulled it out of the pan, and then went to empty the grease so that he could cook his eggs. The skillet caught on a stick and dumped about half a pint of hot grease down the funnel shaped top of his boot. His leg was ugly, but well done.
The Carrier 48 Series commercial AC units had a bad habit of cracking the suction line behind the electric panel. Day before my vacation was sent to job with another tech to fix a leak. I took a look at it and told him I could squeeze over the top of the compressor and fix it. Didn't want to be there till midnite,taking the electric panel apart on the unit. Crawled in with a lit oxy/acet torch and he handed me silfos, if I said anything he was to shut the tanks off. Told him I was done and he yanked the torch out by the hoses with it still lit. Burned my upper arm, shoulder, and back. It was real nice in the Florida sun on vacation.