A pain in the rear...

OK. Here's the story. Justin and I are working in an attic. We were running CAT5 for a client. The attic of this place was a tight fit for us. I had rested myself against one of the rafters. Well, just so happens I started to slip. Obviously, I tried to catch myself, when I scooted back against the rafter I stuck myself in the rear with a splinter. OUCH! We finished the job and I went home. Sherri was getting ready to go to work. I had asked her to see if she could pull it out. She couldn't get a hold of it. So, I had to go to the emergency room. At the ER I walked in and said "I have a splinter in my rear." OK, it's funny but the doctor didn't have to say "Sorry, we're not taking anymore pain in the butt patients." Funny Guy, actually they were great. It is kind of funny. Anyhow, once in the room the doctor had to get a scapel to cut the thing out. Not so nice, "butt" had to be done. Anyhow that is the story. I've told it many times before. Now it's on the Internet forever. Just to prove it here's the picture of the splinter. Keep in mind Sherri broke off probably another quarter inch of the thing before telling me to go to the ER. Yeah, it was that big.