If you were lucky it was one of the newer handsets that only weighed a couple of pounds (still hurt like a bitch). Growing up in the '80s we had one that was probably from the early '70s that could be used to club baby seals.
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bizarroland@lemmy.world 11 hours ago
The worst is when you’re running through the house and you’re not paying attention and you get fucking clotheslined by the stretchy cable, snatch the phone out of your mom’s hand, smack yourself in the head with the phone that’s now moving at four and a half times the speed of sound, and then your mom yells at you because you interrupted her call while you are laying on the ground with a fucking concussion and rope burns around your neck like a suicide survivor.
hdsrob@lemmy.world 11 hours ago
Hazel@piefed.blahaj.zone 11 hours ago
Oddly specific.
bizarroland@lemmy.world 11 hours ago
I did say it was the worst for a reason. It’s kind of difficult to have a general scenario worst situation.
Like there are a lot of bad ways to die accidentally, but falling feet first into a wood chipper that jams up when it hits your pelvis and you bleed out while screaming for someone to help you and all anyone does is stand around and start taking pictures for Instagram, that might be a worst.
Hazel@piefed.blahaj.zone 9 hours ago
Hmm, you paint yet another vivid picture, are you a writer perchance?
bizarroland@lemmy.world 9 hours ago
Not professionally, lol