I was high on the scaffolding to the Kingdome ceiling, sitting in a swinging coxswain's seat and stick welding, when a large piece of red hot slag landed in my lap and burned a hole in my pants and started burning hole on the end of my [penis]. I couldn't do anything but grit my teeth or fall to my death. I got down as soon as I could and went to the nurse, who put salve on it. I told her to rub some more of that on there...
*According to my brother, who got a machinist and welding degree in 1979, Highline college had a welding instructor named Howard Bray, that had constant command of the class with stories like this.- posted
18 years ago