Yesterday I got sprayed with garter snake musk and I need to feel better about myself
I used to harvest shellfish for a job, and we used pressurized water to help dig down. There’s a whole lot of dead beach and low tide thst I blasted myself with, but there’d be some big ol honking horseclams 3 feet under the sand that closed off and died down there a long time before my hose found the cavity of its putrefied liquified remains.
Having that propelled in a blast along with sand and seaweed was s fun time.
I worked at an abbatoire for a while. Dodged the worst stuff no problem … except for one time with green puss from an abscess in a cow. It must have been under a lot of pressure.
I cut the abscess out and showed it to a woman I didn’t like in quality control. She threw up. It was my fault, so I had to clean that up, and I didn’t get to go home early to clean myself.
It was not a great job.
Was it worth it, though?
Not really, it didn’t exactly improve my relationship with her
😥 that sucks
At least it makes for a good drunken gross-out story, when I can add all the gory little details.
Last time I told it was to a guy who was clearly out of his depth after being served dog meat and black eggs. He went so pale … maybe in the long term it was worth it, lol
Human piss grossest.
Worst thing was gasoline covered head to toe when a hose sprung a leak when I was working as a full service gas station attendant. I’m glad it wasnt propane though
I’ve been skunked before.
Which smelled bad (understatement), but didnt feel gross. Meanwhile, the solution being to wash yourself with tomato sauce felt hella icky.
Not “sprayed” per se but it seems squirrel monkeys pee on their hands and touch stuff to mark it. One of these guys was sitting at the back of my neck when they decided it’s time to clarify who owns what. So he started to pee on his hands while still sitting there and most of it ran down my spine. The he proceeded to touch my hair and clothes.
The smell was tolerable but being covered in monkey pee still was something I hadn’t on my radar…
I have 2 kids so, vomit, poop, blood, mucus, and even breast milk.
You should work in healthcare. It’s like that, but adults, and everyone is yelling.
Beat me to it
I’d take being sprayed with breast milk over any of the other substances any day of the week.
Though since I’ve been there myself, yeah I’ve had all of these sprayed on me as well haha
So, more than clean water?
More than any of the other substances the original comment had listed.
That reading is obvious upon retrospect.
Happens to the best of us :)
Technically it was my car that got sprayed, but I specifically drove around a skunk to not hit the thing, and it showed it’s appreciation by spraying my car.
Doing electrical work in a chicken rendering plant. I was sprayed with the liquefied remains of chickens that were at least a week old coming out of a tanker truck into a pit that was outside with a sea of flys covering it like a tarp. To make it worse, I looked over at a guy 10ft away eating a bowl of fruit loops like it was a normal day, that experience changed my life because I never want that to me my normal.
I think you win this round
That’s ten times worse than mine but oddly similar. Some stupid friends and me once shot a canned whole chicken with 454 Casull at close range. I might still have the footage somewhere, it was like a fireworks shell of protein.
Worked at a restaurant hood cleaning company once. Sometimes the techs had to bring back buckets of grease they removed from a place because there’s a lot of rules around where you can dispose of it.
Walked into the shop at the wrong time and got hit in the chest with a spray of rancid, black grease. Had to throw those clothes away because I couldn’t get it out.
Healthcare…you get numb to a lot. But honestly I can’t stand phlegm.
Also my ick. I absolutely hate a successful mucus plug dislodgement
Even reading it made my toes curl a little, haha.
Toothpaste spit for me. I will look away and tell them to spit, and then hold it at arms length to the sink while looking away.
Eau de C. Diff
C dif has never bothered me for some reason
My baby sons ass while changing a diaper…
Same. Parenthood brings a whole new perspective on bodily fluids.
GF, after gettingback feom the store: “Any reason why my hairbrush is on the floor?”
Me watchingour toddler: “Don’t touch, it’sfull of poop!”
GF: …
Next to the train station I commuted to in my first job, there was an area for trucks carrying livestock to empty their waste. One particular truck was not carrying actual living livestock but dead calves (the unwanted male ones) when it pulled up near me as I was waiting for the train. Unfortunately the driver pulled the wrong lever and dumped the contents of the truck on the ground. I got sprayed with the worst thing you can possibly imagine. The smell alone…
And people wonder why I’m a vegetarian (it wasn’t the inciting incident but it helped my conviction)
Had a manure tank truck pop a seal in front of me spraying pressurized pig shit all over my car.
I had my windows down 😐
The word salad of Donald J Trump
My cat had sneezed diectly onto my face.
What, only the once?
LOL, no. I wish. He’s a sneezy cat.

So is she, and very much so.
I’d never heard a cat snore before meeting her, yet here she is wheezing the night away next to me.
We have a snorer too! Sometimes it’s þe only way we can find him.
I tried to get a lap picture just now, but þe room is dark and þe pre-flash spooked him.
I know what you mean about finding them by their snores. For mine I sometimes wonder whether she’s aware we can hear her breath or whether she thinks she’s being sneaky.
Does yours “hide” under furniture but leave her tail out? Ours’ do. Sooo sneaky.
TBH, the best “hiding” my cats do these days is sitting around a corner.
… And no vomit? No hairball?
No, not on us. Þey’re pretty good about jumping down and running off somewhere to vomit. Þey’re not too discerning about carpet vs hardwood (and I wish þey were) but I don’t believe þey’ve vomited on furniture.
Well, you’re either lucky, have fairly conscientious kitties, or maybe, maybe you’re doing a good job of raising Þem =P
Hah! As if anyþing we do could have any influence.
Your’s vomit on you?
Had it happen once.
He came up to me, like, snuggled up, vomited on me, in bed.
How I interpreted that:
I am his safe space.
He is scared.
I am the safe place to vomit.
… and this did basically work.
Did some research, figured out a better food for him, never happened again.
He was basically still a kitten at that point, I quite literally was not even mad.
Aww. Kittens can get away wiþ murder









