Saturday.
Work calls.
Never good.
Hurt employee.
Stuck finger where finger doesn’t go.
Drive to work.
No blood. No cut. No bruise.
Young man.
He holds hurt fingertip tightly, only letting go to adjust the rubber band keeping his hair in a man bun.
Says, “Hurts really, really bad. Like on a one to ten scale, 10 bad.”
Load him up and start toward an urgent care clinic.
For five minutes he gives an instant replay, blow by blow, of how the injury happened.
When he finished I simply asked, “So, why did you put your finger there?”
“I don’t know.”
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