Ever tried this?
This is a wonderful way to pass some time and impress your co-workers and loved ones. First, take a look at the ceiling in your place of work. You’re in luck if it is one of those places with that soft asbestos-like ceiling, I think it’s called acoustic ceiling tile. You’ll find it in a lot of institutions like older offices, classrooms, libraries, social security buildings, waiting rooms, un-renovated department stores, etc.
Once you’ve established your ceiling is suitable, find yourself a dozen or so No.2 pencils and a sharpener (preferably electric – it’ll give you a razor-sharp tip). Sharpen them all. Take a few of them in your writing hand, reel back and forcefully underhand them, tips toward the ground, at the ceiling; as they are just about to leave your hand flick your wrist giving them a snappy turning motion. They will tumble on their way up, more if the ceiling is higher. Some of them will stick and others will fall, so watch your eyes, your belongings, and your co-workers.
For the more traditional approach, do one at a time – it is much more challenging and rewarding. Try to see how many you can get up there before a higher-up notices, scolds you, and makes you take them down. Use caution in earthquake prone areas as they may fall during a tremble and injure someone.
Although there were no earthquakes this afternoon, I was injured by a friend’s poor attempt at developing a new throwing technique. I was writing an e-mail as she practiced. I was a bit nervous with my back toward her, but she seemed like a good throw. It was her third attempt that really failed. Out of my periphery, I noticed one heading toward my computer monitor. Before she was able to warn me, I swiveled slightly in my chair and swatted it. It stuck right into my hand. For a split second it stood there imbedded in my flesh. Then it fell like a tree to my desk, leaving its graphite stump deep in my finger. I bled. I tried pushing it out and banging my finger against my desk to break up the black dot deep within. It wasn’t working, so I forgot about for a while. I told someone here about it and she said it must come out now or it’ll get really infected. She went right to work. With a match-sterilized needle, she began probing under my skin attempting to burrow a hole big enough to pick the pencil tip out with some tweezers. Twenty minutes passed as she drove the needle deeper and deeper, occasionally involving the tweezers. No luck. Here is a look at the pain I experienced.
The graphite is still in my hand.
Does anyone have a good technique for this kind of medical condition? Or should I leave it there as my first tattoo, letting the skin just grow right over, leaving it preserved there forever.
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Amy @ 5:48 am
In elementary school I was stabbed (accidentally) with a mechanical pencil that left the lead deep under the skin of my inner wrist. It was a great conversation piece for years until it finally dissolved. Since pencil leads aren’t made out of lead any more, why not leave it?
Cindi @ 10:43 am
My sister ‘stabbed’ me in the hand with a pencil when we were kids, (‘accidently’, of course!) and the graphite is still there 35 years later. Never caused any problem and every now and then when my sister and I get together I ask her,
“Remember the time you stabbed me with a pencil? Payback’s a bitch, Sis.”
Queen M @ 1:36 pm
I have graphite under the skin on the side of one of my fingers. It has been there since I was in grade school. I’m 35 now. I’ve entertained thoughts of having it removed. Doesn’t seem worth the process. I can still see the graphite, though it’s probably dissolved.
Doug @ 8:01 pm
I’ve had a piece of graphite in my palm about 40 years since I accidentally poked myself trying to coax a marble out of a sidewalk crack at my grandparents’ house. I think it has had no effect on me although others may disagree.
deb @ 8:25 pm
Wow, and I thought I was weird for leaving a piece of pencil lead in MY hand! Anyhoot, if you’re ever in Malaysia, holla at me. And don’t worry, contrary to popular belief, Americans ARE safe here! Cheers!
dk_scully@lycos.co.uk
Ken Eyler @ 5:58 pm
When Iwas 3 or 4 I broke my father of the habit of carrying pencils in his pocket with the point sticking out. I have one tatoo on my right eyelid and one on my right side. The lead isn’t really in theree, its just a tatoo!
Jemaeux @ 2:29 pm
I have a blue spot on my hand where I was stabbed with a crayon when I was 7. No-one believed me that it was under my skin while I was at school. I think they thought I drew it on every morning.