King Friday - now with more talk about missing limbsJanuary 19th, 2007 @ 7:01 am
Today is The King’s last day at his job. He starts at the new place on Monday. So today’s edition of King Friday is short (and late). But we forgive him because he’s been busy being taken out to lunch and cleaning out his desk.
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you know what’s cool? scars are cool. i only have this one scar on my forehead where this kid threw a hammer at me when i was 13. got a few stitches. no big deal. isabel has a pretty good size scar on her arm. its cool. it comes with a story.
there was a girl that worked at the mall when i was in college that had a big scar on her face. i always imagined that someone cut her. it was cool.
you know what else is cool? missing fingers like a shop teacher. if its a shop teacher, well, there’s probably a story you’ve already heard. but if its some person at work or an otherwise attractive person with just a missing thumb, its got some mystery. i like it.
oh, and glass eyes. super cool. maybe the most mysterious. if i had one i’d put a grape in it. or a big jawbreaker. yeah. anyway, there’s free food in the lunchroom so i dont have time for much more. gotta run.
-kk
The King
Frema
said,
January 19, 2007 at 10:42 pm
Oh my gosh, The King’s entry today sounds like it should be written by Tori Amos. I totally dig that.
Carrisa
said,
January 19, 2007 at 10:44 pm
I waited all day for this?!?!
Congrats on the new job. I hope it all goes well.
P.S. I can’t believe someone threw a hammer at your head. Not cool.
Audrey
said,
January 19, 2007 at 10:59 pm
Congrats on the new job! Does Isabel know that thanks to you we are all (okay, maybe just me) dying to know the story behind her scar?
Stuart
said,
January 19, 2007 at 11:05 pm
When I was 19 I worked at a steel mill to pay for my college tuition. The job paid great, but sucked. It was hot, hard, dirty, and then I went and got blown up - literally. I had 2nd and 3rd degree burns on the side of my head. The only way to bandage my burn was to wrap my head in gauze (I looked like the cat playing the flute in that famous Spirit of 76 painting if you dig that reference.) Cut to the chase, and the gauze (or the way it was wrapped) caused the top of my ear to literally fuse to the side of my head when it healed and my hair grew back. Seriously. This was a problem not only because I wear glasses, but because it made me look like a fish headed freak. So, I got plastic surgery. They were supposed to take the skin to rebuild my ear from my right thigh…but in surgery the plastic surgeon made an executive decision and decided to take it from my neck. In the end, my ear looks good (you can’t tell that I was blown up unless you touch my ear and then you’ll be creeped out) but, if I wear certain types of shirts (or go sans shirt) I have this bad ass scar right below my neck, and sort of running across my collar bone. It looks like someone tried to cut my throat or I was hacked with something blunt. As the years have went by it is less angry (read: not as read) but it is still a pretty good scar. I think you’d dig King. My stock story is that I got the scar in a knife fight in the parking lot of a Honky Tonk in Oklahoma.
More than you wanted to know I’m sure. Good look at the new gig.
HollowSquirrel
said,
January 20, 2007 at 12:59 am
Hmmm I haven’t put a grape in my socket before. Sorry my story is rather lame…I’ll have to come up with a sweet story to screw with people.
Christar
said,
January 21, 2007 at 6:07 am
I have a big scar going across the top of my left wrist from three surgeries, but any time someone asks me about it, I always like to make up some extremely exaggerated story about how I got my scar. Sometimes I’ll say I got mangled by an animal, and another I’ll say I was in some sort of accident. By the end of the story, the persons jaw is usually wide open and they’ll say, “Really?!” and I’ll calmly say, “No… not really. It’s just from surgery.” It’s always fun for me!
Lindsey
said,
January 21, 2007 at 3:41 pm
I love scars and the stories behind them. I have one on my arm that looks like I tried to slit my wrist, but I didn’t know what I was doing so I cut way too far up and vertically instead of horizontally. It looks like I had issues, but really I was cutting this really hard ice cream cake and the handle of the cake cutter was ceramic and broke because the cake was so frozen. Yes, I have a scar from trying to get food, a food injury if you will. I still like to make up stories about it though when people ask.
Lisa B
said,
January 21, 2007 at 4:58 pm
Good luck on the new jobs.
Missing fingers like a shop teacher. heeheehee. That is hysterical. Once in a stats class, we toured a candy plant. And it was a bit freaky to notice that SO MANY PEOPLE were missing fingers. Put me off of eating the type of candy bar they manufactured.
Lisa B
said,
January 21, 2007 at 4:59 pm
I don’t know where my previous comment went…
BUt good luck on the new job…
MK
said,
January 22, 2007 at 1:39 am
Isabel- I want to hear the scar story!
King - good luck on Monday!
Rob
said,
January 22, 2007 at 5:01 pm
I have a scar on my wrist, it looks like I tried to commit suicide, but the truth is I burnt myslef while trying to iron my shirt while I was wearing it. I was in a hurry.
Bethiclaus
said,
January 23, 2007 at 11:12 pm
I had a philosophy professor in college who didn’t have a right thumb (he lost it when a flowerpot fell on it when he was a little kid). Anyway, he was right-handed. Because we were evil, we would always get to class early and steal all the long chalk, leaving just the little, teeny chalks for him. After three or four times of him dropping the chalk, he would inevitably look at the class and say, “It’s just not right to leave a nine-fingered man with small chalk.” He always made me laugh.
Isabel
said,
January 25, 2007 at 6:57 pm
Do you still love me, even though I have both of my original eyes?