Your thumb story reminds me of the time I almost chopped my left thumb off with a papercutter on my last week of work a few years ago. No one seemed to give a crap when I said I had cut my thumb. The secretary handed me a tiny bandaid ten minutes later. I was like "If I bled all over your precious books would you maybe give a crap that I'm wounded!"
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