Stupid Guest Tricks

A couple weeks ago I pulled the ultimate in Stupid Skipper Tricks. I hit myself in the head with a grenade launcher.

A few days prior to the incident I noticed that the tread on my shoes was getting pretty worn. I made a mental note to get new shoes as soon as I got some money in the bank and then promptly forgot about it. Well, I suddenly found myself remembering the note with startling clarity in Scene 5 as my feet flew completely out from under me and I landed flat on my back on the deck. My grenade launcher landed shortly afterward on my head. In my defense, that particular boat's roll timing was way off so I got a lurch when I wasn't expecting it; but it was a pretty clumsy move regardless.

Half an hour later I was strapped into a c-collar and a stretcher and on my way to the hospital with "Diego" the swarthy ambulance tech from El Salvador. X rays all checked out fine and the Q&A at the hospital was entertaining to say the least. At some point in the chain of communication the grenade launcher became a cannon, at which point somebody asked me what I was doing playing with loaded firearms. Once it got out that I worked at Universal more than one person asked me if I got a beer discount at City Walk and there were of course the fair share of "free ticket" inquiries. My favorite exchange of the afternoon had to be this one:

X-ray tech: So how big was this...uh...grenade launcher?
Me: 40 millimeters! (pantomiming hoisting a grenade launcher over my head)

yeah...nobody got it.

Alls well that ends well and I now have new shoes and free pictures of my brain.

SkipperGordon wrote:A couple weeks ago I pulled the ultimate in Stupid Skipper Tricks. I hit myself in the head with a grenade launcher.

A few days prior to the incident I noticed that the tread on my shoes was getting pretty worn. I made a mental note to get new shoes as soon as I got some money in the bank and then promptly forgot about it. Well, I suddenly found myself remembering the note with startling clarity in Scene 5 as my feet flew completely out from under me and I landed flat on my back on the deck. My grenade launcher landed shortly afterward on my head. In my defense, that particular boat's roll timing was way off so I got a lurch when I wasn't expecting it; but it was a pretty clumsy move regardless.

Half an hour later I was strapped into a c-collar and a stretcher and on my way to the hospital with "Diego" the swarthy ambulance tech from El Salvador. X rays all checked out fine and the Q&A at the hospital was entertaining to say the least. At some point in the chain of communication the grenade launcher became a cannon, at which point somebody asked me what I was doing playing with loaded firearms. Once it got out that I worked at Universal more than one person asked me if I got a beer discount at City Walk and there were of course the fair share of "free ticket" inquiries. My favorite exchange of the afternoon had to be this one:

X-ray tech: So how big was this...uh...grenade launcher?
Me: 40 millimeters! (pantomiming hoisting a grenade launcher over my head)

yeah...nobody got it.

Alls well that ends well and I now have new shoes and free pictures of my brain.

Which leads to the obvious question -- when they took pictures of your brain and pronounced the results as "negative," were you even a little concerned? :D:

Glad you're okay!!

BRWombat wrote:Which leads to the obvious question -- when they took pictures of your brain and pronounced the results as "negative," were you even a little concerned? :D:

Glad you're okay!!

I was thinking the same thing.

My uncle Johnny said that the workers had the worst shoes but after work they wore expensive shoes and clothing. I hope you learned your lesson the hard way. Glad that you can show that you have a brain thus you are not an SG.

Reminds me when I had problems with my ear and they did CT an MRI scans on my head.

As they looked inside my head, they didn't have anything.

I still have the MRI prints somewhere... the cross section of my eye is kinda scary-looking.

Big Wallaby wrote:Reminds me when I had problems with my ear and they did CT an MRI scans on my head.

As they looked inside my head, they didn't have anything.

I still have the MRI prints somewhere... the cross section of my eye is kinda scary-looking.

They gave it to me on a cd so I could load it up on my computer. I was looking at it with my boyfriend and playing around with the zoom button when all of a sudden i go "Hey, that's my brain!" He just sort of looked at me and shook his head. "Well, what did you expect?"

SkipperGordon wrote:They gave it to me on a cd so I could load it up on my computer. I was looking at it with my boyfriend and playing around with the zoom button when all of a sudden i go "Hey, that's my brain!" He just sort of looked at me and shook his head. "Well, what did you expect?"

If you have a CD burner and photoshop, you could mess with his mind a bit!!


hehehehhee

GRUMPY PIRATE wrote:If you have a CD burner and photoshop, you could mess with his mind a bit!!


hehehehhee

Bwuahaha!