I hate it when the blade breaks on a band saw. That sucker whips. When I have to use a table circular saw, I do so with fear, trembling, and dread in my heart, and I count my fingers afterwards. No, I'm not kidding. See, the way the human mind works, it can't process genuinely strange and new information because it has no reference points. If you lose a finger while using a table saw, you may not feel any pain, and you won't see the missing finger until you notice all the blood everywhere, and wonder where it came from. So I count my fingers afterwards, not that it would do me any good if the count came to "nine" or "eight" instead of "ten."
When fishing in places with giant predators, I repeatedly watch people being attacked by them on the internet to help my stupid, lazy, fucking amigdala. It’s the same with TABLE SAWS.
You’re a Brit, aren’t you? Cheers, mate.
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