I always get myself into trouble when I don't think things through all the way. Like this time I thought I could save a lot of money using my dremel tool instead of going to the dentist. Yep, didn't think that one out. I was bug ( lobster ) diving up in Gloucester Massachusetts, and had one cornered under a rock. I had him right where I wanted him, right out of arms reach.
He was starring at me, and me at him, when I came up with another excellent idea. At the time I was wearing those neoprene three finger mitts, warm, but offer no crush protection.
My plan was simple....I would stick my arm all the way under the rock, put my hand right in the bugs face, and when he bit me, I would have him........and would simply pull him out. It all made perfect sense at the time.
Now, know this to be true, good size bugs up here have been known to crush a three gauge console in the wink of an eye. But I wasn't thinking about that at the time.
So, as the bug was egging me on, I put my plan into motion. Everything was going as planned. I stretched out my arm under the rock, put it right in the bugs face, and he even accommodated me, by biting, biting, and just to make sure, he bit me one more time for good luck . It was at that moment that I remembered the story of the three gauge console being crushed by an irate lobster.
The last thing I remember was the look on the lobsters face, it looked as though he was laughing at me. Partner number three came over and pulled me from under the rock. He said my eyes looked like XS. My hand was throbbing like I had clamped it in a vice.
At that moment, that the lobster crawled out from under his rock, just far enough to give me one last grin, then he backed back inside.
I was thinking of coming back with dynamite, but the state frowns on that sort of thing.