The one day that I don't haul my FAK with the rest of my kit to work. Anyhow, I've discovered the store's selection of first aid sucks.
Today I figured, hey 'the store has a new First Aid Kit, why should I use my personal resources when we have store resources in case of emergency?'
Included in my personal FAK: asperin, gauze pads, a pair of ace bandages, various bandaids, a small bottle of peroxide, that spray-on fake skin, and some of that ever handy white tape- plus a little pocket book on how to best deal with wounds in case I need a referance.
Normally I just use the spray on skin, and the asperin. Everyone's hands are a mess of scabs from all the nice sharp metal things we have to screw around with. And the asperin? Dealing with exceedingly noisy people requires it some days.
It's becoming tiring hauling stuff the fifteen minute jog that I don't use, so I've been considering ditching my FAK. The owner finally got a small First Aid Kit hung on the wall.
So basically my options were thus: haul something around town in my bag that rarely gets used, and when it does, it consumes my pay. OR use something that's already in the location and does not consume my pay.
I walk in today to find a coworker pratically doubled over from a migrane.
"Any asperin in the store's kit?"
"Lucky thing I've got my- oh... never mind."
Meh, a little thing.
Later in the shift my other coworker slashed his hand on a promotional display. Yes. A promotional display. Obviously a display promoting pure evil that augments it's advertising powers via devouring human blood. Truely, a fiendish creation.
It was about a third to half of his palm, a fairly thin slice. It had a stream coming from it- so I stashed him in the back and we got the first aid kit.
A few gauze pads, some medical tape, sterilizing packs, sterile wipes, some huge bandaids, and a little document thanking us for purchasing the kit.
We tossed something together involving a cut up bandaid and medical tape. It most likely would fall apart when it got wet- which is unfortunate since he has to do dishes on a closing shift.
The one day I don't bring my stuff, I have to screw around with unfamiliar stuff.
Whatever, I don't know why I'm surprised at the turnout.
Although I'll be making a point of not touching the promotional display. Ever.