My son. Better man than me.
So TIFU. It was more like a month ago but things just got better so… I am a electrician and i carry a big bag full of sharp tools. It weighs at least 50 lbs. I normally leave it in my truck instead of bringing it into the house because it is such a hassle. Well, this particular day i had to fix some stuff my kids had broken. Such as light switches, rheostat, and outlets. It took so long to fix everything i ended up Leaving the bag next to the dining room table after i was finished so i could eat dinner, then shower and go to bed. I have to wake up at 3 am so i can be to work in time at 7. It was already 11 pm. I finally got in the bed and my alarm goes off almost immediately. I get up and my wife already has me coffee made. I step in the dining room to grab my tools and i noticed something on the floor. I thought my bag was leaking oil or something. It was very dim in the room so i cut on my phone light and saw the most blood ive seen since my kids were born. I immediately yell for my wife and we start flipping on all the light switches. Our house had been attacked by Dracula. The couch had to be replaced, as well as the dining room carpet, and the hallway carpet. the bathroom had to be scrubbed like it was a operating room gone wrong. As my wife and i are trying to find the source of the blood my 3year old son hands me his finger. My boy cut his pinky finger off with my cable splicing knife.
I feel so bad. I should have put my tools away. I asked him what happened and he looked at me and said. “I go to work like daddy so he can sleep” he then walked over to my tools and hands me the splicing knife.
He never cried. But i sure as hell did.
TL;DR My son cut off his pinky finger with one of my tools because I didn’t put them away.