Dodged one
 

This morning I was getting dressed and as I pulled a shirt off the closet rack, the collar caught on the hanger and then sprang off, whipping the hanger around with a lot of force. The hanger flew off at high speed and promptly ricocheted off my forehead, about an inch above my right eye. I was stunned for a moment, but okay...and then realized that if that sucker was only an inch lower, I might have lost that eye.

*whew*

You have to *want* a Darwin Award...

Try harder!

when we were driving to the airport for vacation a couple weeks ago, I was following a car that suddenly started veering way over onto the shoulder. I'm focused on his stupid driving when the little bell went off in my head to ask me WHY he was doing that...just as the idiot coming from the other direction raced past way over the yellow line. We probably missed each other by less than a foot.

You should always wear your protective goggles and headgear in dangerous places, like your closet.

NO WIRE HANGERS!!!!!

:D

I was playing darts with someone when I was maybe seven or eight in my basement and got hit JUST below my left eye when the kid let loose when I was going to collect some of the thrown darts. And by just, I mean less than a centimeter. Stuck there for about a half second, popped out, and my eye was swollen shut in no time. Loads of fun.

I almost got hit by a car too crossing the street (I swear that I looked and didn't see anyone, this car was probably going a bit over the slow speed limit on my residental but cut-through street). Stopped and turned just as the car was getting to me, didn't miss by much.

I once shot a plastic Batman mask in my friend's basement with a BB gun. The BB bounced off and hit me just below the eye. I damn near shot my own eye out.

Was it a Red Rider BB gun, by chance?

hey, I just remembered, when I was a teenager I snuck up behind my mom one day to scare her...caught her right in the middle of sewing something, and leaned over her should just as she was drawing back the needle. got the needle right in my cheek, inches from my eye.

so, looks like collectively we're about 4 inches from having our own pirate subforum.

I was hunting with the vice president of the United States one day when he wheeled around and shot me in the face with his shotgun. I'm okay now, though.

Mommie Dearest had taught me never to use wire hangars again.

:D

My wife was dropping me off at work one day in the District and as I opened the door ready to hop out, a bicycle messenger trying to pass us on the street on the right smashed into the door. He went flying and landed head-first onto the marble curb. His bike was crumpled, the door was all beat up, and he was a bloody mess. If I had stepped out of the car a split second later it would have been me cushioning his impact.

I was so pissed at that guy for trying to whip around us and pass on the wrong side. He was busted up pretty badly and real groggy. I offered to call an ambulance for him a few times, which he refused. He was getting kind of angry too, so I told him if he needed medical attention at a later date, to just give me a call, and I gave him my business card*.

*well, actually the business card of some sales wonk I met a few days prior. I wonder if he ever got a call...

when i was in nursery school i was running through the woods and i tripped over an exposed root and landed on a stick. it penetrated literally a fraction of an inch right above my eye. as a 4 year old kid I was freaked the hell out, screaming about how i was going to lose my eye and stuff.

I am afraid for the good of the team I am going to have to ask you to not hang any clothes on hangars for the rest of the year. Thanks!