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I used to make guns!
Before uni I had an ace job that involved making laser guns, fixing the “you’ve been hit” jackets and oddly doing some light accountancy.(No it wasn’t laser quest but something exactly like it)It was for a tiny family owned company and there were only 9 of us working in the office.

I admit I never caused any serious damage but there was a certain lax air about the whole health and safety crap, mostly because I was the only one doing the actual assembly of the guns and I’m too cocky to run around finding the goggles that have gone missing and you can’t see out of anyway

I have since learnt several things about the handling off tools and such.

1) For the love of kittens never drill downwards on a slippery surface towards your hand... you will end up with no skin on your finger

2) Don’t tighten zip ties / tie wraps with pliers that no longer have any grip... or they will slip and hit you on your newly veneered tooth which will result in you crying loudly in front of the whole office... I still cant face pliers without a certain kind of dread

3) try not to super glue your fingers together or once more you will be void of skin

4) Glue designed to melt plastic together will give you head rush and shortly later an ear-splitting headache along with plastic melted to your hands.

5) never argue with the accountant

6) Motherboards were designed to rip your hands open in confined spaces... and you can be sure they will always be found in confined spaces, full of dust and god knows which skin borne diseases

7) Bore drills and large sawing machines are noisy, dirty, terrifying and the best fun in the world.


This is where I also learnt my. ‘I’ve just done something stupid and it’s resulted in me slitting my finger open’ dance. a tribal affair where you hop around in silent circles for a few minutes clutching the damaged appendage, you then sadly regard your dissected parts and head to the kitchen to find a big enough plaster


My boyfriend at the time would always introduce me as “hey this is my gf she makes laser gun’s for the MOD.”I earned some serious man points in that job and I doubt ill ever have as much fun in a 9-5 ever again.


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(Sat 5th Apr 2008, 3:16, More)