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TIFU by pretending I was an old west gunslinger and burned myself

TIFU this actually happened a couple years ago but I just thought of it today.

Anyone else love gunslinger tricks? Like those guys that can shoot silver dollars and flip pistols safely and shit? Good, me too, and have since I was a kid and saw tombstone, outlaw Josie wales and such. Me and my dad would bond over these movies, and I loved trying to replicate the tricks with my nerf guns, and toy caps guns and such, actually got pretty good for a 10 year old. Fast forward a buncha years, me and my dad didn’t watch the movies as much, but the gunslinger tricks had morphed into a fidget, I would flip just about anything around in my hand, ESPECIALLY if it had a ring/loop (like a revolver would have a trigger guard). My water bottle was one of my favorites at the time. Soon after that I got a job in a small town bike shop, and was gifted a metal coffee mug, think traditional shape, but lightweight aluminum, similar to some camp/travel mugs. That MUG was perfect for flipping around in my hand, I could even mimic some of the gunslinger tricks. It was around that same time I started drinking more coffee from the stress of the job and it was free. One morning I had come into work and went to grab my coffee mug from my work bench as I did every morning. I would always pick it up with a “gunslinger trick” flourish. Well this morning the other guy I work with decided to do me a solid and make me a cup of coffee when he made his. Unfortunately I was in my routine and didn’t notice, set my bag down and grabbed the mug flipping boiling hot coffee directly onto my bare arms and chest/belly. I shouted, tore my shirt off and the other guy came running into the repair shop from the other room, obviously startled by that. He asked what happened, and I angrily and confusedly told him I burned myself, he asked how I managed that, I snapped I wasn’t entirely sure, but coffee was the weapon. We pretty quickly figured out that it was my coworker that set the “clutz-trap” accidentally and with good intentions. He actually hollered at me when I walked in about the coffee and I didn’t hear him cuz of my headphones. As I have a history of hurting myself in many and minor ways, I have a bunch of nurse friends/relatives I call for quick advice. We called one or two, got some quick advice for me, then my coworker gave me a ride home after buying me some aloe Vera lotion as an apology. I didn’t blister so the burns weren’t bad enough for a hospital, I was just bright red from neck to waist. I was off the rest of that week and had a hard time lifting things and hugging for a month or two. Think “really bad sunburn”, was rough but coulda been worse.

TL;DR: Flipped a cup of coffee onto myself trying to be a “cool gunslinger” ended up being the “Kool-aid Man” instead, OHHHH NOOOOO

Edit: couple typos, also I just remembered that the same coworker also once left a bunch of those silver thumbtacks point up on the shop counter after doing the bulletin board, and I put my hand down directly onto them, Dude was amazing at accidentally setting “clutz-traps” right where I would hit them 🤣

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