I have three vehicles I detail on a weekly basis and touch up during the week, I know pathetic. At the time I did not have a polisher.
So, I am claying my E-350 van like a just ate six powdered donuts, and gripping my clay like it's my last ten dollars and I ram my little finger into Big Sexy's mirror.
It hurt pretty good, but I am on mission to clay Big Sexy and I don't have time to nurse a pinky, so I finish claying with four fingers.
The finger starts to swell but I don't have time for swelling, I have to get her looking good because Big Sexy is making a run to Wal-Mart the next day, and I have standards.
Two weeks go by and my finger is still swollen and I can't move it very well, so I decide to visit my doctor who talks like Selma Hayek and has great eyes. She walks in and I proudly present my pinky.
I explain the blunt force trauma that happened claying Big Sexy and she looks at me like I'm touched. I then explained what claying is, and how I rub a clump of clay on my paint, and she just looked at me like I shoved a marshmallow up my nose.
She moves my finger around and I exercise it and she walks out and comes back in and say's I have "Jersey Finger". I kinda freak out because we have a lot of cows in the area and I was not around any Jersey cows. She went into a short speech with big words and I responded with "How long does that take to heal?"
Turns out it going to take surgery and about 4,500.00 out of pocket to fix not counting therapy. I have elected to keep my droop dog finger as it is. On a positive side, when I drink coffee in the morning my pinking sticks out and I look like I am highfalutin.
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Tyler
I have three vehicles I detail on a weekly basis and touch up during the week, I know pathetic. At the time I did not have a polisher.
So, I am claying my E-350 van like a just ate six powdered donuts, and gripping my clay like it's my last ten dollars and I ram my little finger into Big Sexy's mirror.
It hurt pretty good, but I am on mission to clay Big Sexy and I don't have time to nurse a pinky, so I finish claying with four fingers.
The finger starts to swell but I don't have time for swelling, I have to get her looking good because Big Sexy is making a run to Wal-Mart the next day, and I have standards.
Two weeks go by and my finger is still swollen and I can't move it very well, so I decide to visit my doctor who talks like Selma Hayek and has great eyes. She walks in and I proudly present my pinky.
I explain the blunt force trauma that happened claying Big Sexy and she looks at me like I'm touched. I then explained what claying is, and how I rub a clump of clay on my paint, and she just looked at me like I shoved a marshmallow up my nose.
She moves my finger around and I exercise it and she walks out and comes back in and say's I have "Jersey Finger". I kinda freak out because we have a lot of cows in the area and I was not around any Jersey cows. She went into a short speech with big words and I responded with "How long does that take to heal?"
Turns out it going to take surgery and about 4,500.00 out of pocket to fix not counting therapy. I have elected to keep my droop dog finger as it is. On a positive side, when I drink coffee in the morning my pinking sticks out and I look like I am highfalutin.
I have bought a polisher now. lol
Jersey Finger Ty out.
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