I ALWAYS WANTED TO SIMULATE WOODCUTTING AFTER I ACCIDENTALLY CUT MYSELF WITH A CHAINSAW.
Capsed, but true story. Inflated, because the chainsaw wasn't turned on and I barely scrateched myself, but yeah. Thought I'd share.
Nothing a good head shrink couldn't cure. They'd probably work you up from looking at wood in a store to watching woodshop shows on PBS to visiting the chainsaw carver at the state fair. They could have you juggling chainsaws with your eyes closed in no time!
Edit: Wait... You don't have a fear of heights, do you? Or squirrels?
Squirrels? Lol no, though I got startled by one once when I woke up from a nap in St. James' Park and found one staring at me right in the eyes with this "oi human, food, understand?" kind of stare.
Heights on the other hand are complicated. I do rock climbing without blinking an eye but looking down from a 5+ storey building makes my head spin.
Also if it was a reference to something it went completely over me.
then grabbed the piece off of the saw and threw it 40 feet against the wall where it broke in two.
In high school, watched my friend's shop project get hurled violently across the room by the shop teacher after he saw my friend using the bandsaw without safety goggles. The teacher slammed the emergency all-stop button, started yelling at the top of his lungs, then grabbed the piece off of the saw and threw it 40 feet against the wall where it broke in two. I don't think I even look at a shop tool any more without safety glasses on.
Dunno about you but isn't this is what being teacher is all about?
Being remembered in important situations and still being able to fuck up in every possible way without having to fear consequences? :D
Edit: Oh, and I am not sure if Woodcutting was the same that is today after two years?
I ALWAYS WANTED TO SIMULATE WOODCUTTING AFTER I ACCIDENTALLY CUT MYSELF WITH A CHAINSAW.
Capsed, but true story. Inflated, because the chainsaw wasn't turned on and I barely scrateched myself, but yeah. Thought I'd share.
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Nothing a good head shrink couldn't cure. They'd probably work you up from looking at wood in a store to watching woodshop shows on PBS to visiting the chainsaw carver at the state fair. They could have you juggling chainsaws with your eyes closed in no time!
Edit: Wait... You don't have a fear of heights, do you? Or squirrels?
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Squirrels? Lol no, though I got startled by one once when I woke up from a nap in St. James' Park and found one staring at me right in the eyes with this "oi human, food, understand?" kind of stare.
Heights on the other hand are complicated. I do rock climbing without blinking an eye but looking down from a 5+ storey building makes my head spin.
Also if it was a reference to something it went completely over me.
Now I have a fear of teachers.
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In high school, watched my friend's shop project get hurled violently across the room by the shop teacher after he saw my friend using the bandsaw without safety goggles. The teacher slammed the emergency all-stop button, started yelling at the top of his lungs, then grabbed the piece off of the saw and threw it 40 feet against the wall where it broke in two. I don't think I even look at a shop tool any more without safety glasses on.
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Dunno about you but isn't this is what being teacher is all about?
Being remembered in important situations and still being able to fuck up in every possible way without having to fear consequences? :D
Edit: Oh, and I am not sure if Woodcutting was the same that is today after two years?
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Thanks !
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