[Closed] A good kick in the face. What have you been on the recieving end of?

Been chased by a knife wielding maniac before old bill turned up and sectioned her. Longest 20mins of my life!

( Care Assistant in a 'challenged' adults mental home )

Will you not file a complaint against them?

Actually in the face ? Only from my dad - resulted in a cut below the eye. TBF he was barefooted at the time.

Got hit in the nads by a snowball (read iceball) in my late teens, put me on my ass seeing stars for nearly 15 minutes!

I work on the doors - i'll let you guess 😉

Presumably the OP was up close trimming a verruca and the question was "oops, sorry, did that hurt?"

had a guy pour a bottle of cider over me whilst stopped at a bus stop.
got £300 compensation for it, used money to buy the P7 frame.
i wouldnt have minded, but i dont like cider.

Explains a lot ernie 😉

nothing.......... 😀

Better to give than receive, eh Ton?

Or is that just anal sex?

Ernie, this guy was bare footed too. With a good aim for his age!
Robbo, will put in an incident report but thats all i can do.
Morgs, used to work on the doors 'back in the day', and would have loved to escort him out via the fire exit and 'have a quiet word'.
BigJohn, The OP only asked him if he managed to file his own nails, after watching him touch the soles of his feet to complain about some discomfort. next thing all i hear is "i cant f8888ing reach them you ***t", then saw stars as he left the room!

captiancarbon, what clinic-ing do you do and what terrible thing did you ask your patient? [edit] oooh, crossed posts, you seem to ave replied up there^^.

Like most of the mental health workers on here, (and indeed a&e or ambulance ones too i expect) I have a sizeable list of assaults on my person of varying degrees of scary, painful, ridiculous or hilarious.

IMHO, however, you haven't been a proper clinician of any sort until you've had a nice hard poo thrown at you.

😯

I was chased by a bloke with an axe. I'd just driven past this school and........

got stabbed by my supervisor working in one stop.

unfortunately the rest of the management thought it was a bit funny and i was to naive to do anything else about it.

Not many physical assuaklts take place in law firms.

The damage is all psychological, and I still carry the scars now....

Bitten, scratched, kicked, headbutted, pissed upon, shat upon.

Ah the glamorous life of a vet.

Bruk,you shouldn't take your home life to work.

bruk - Member
Bitten, scratched, kicked, headbutted, pissed upon, shat upon.

Aaaah, you've met the wife 🙂
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Just joking,, she's lovely.

With a small child at home you could have added puked upon to that list.

Never a dull day. Always good when you stop off to fill the car up with diesel and the person behind the counter says 'er you do know you have got blood all over your face' (post cow caesar)Just as well they knew we were the local vets.

I used to work in the Hacienda at the height of the 'Gunchester' madness.

Among many terrifying incidents, I had a gun shoved in my face by an irate gangster. New underwear please 😯

ah, the joy of assault at work. which equals police as far as i'm concerned.

not of course that it does much good even if we manage to dance around the 'you haven't given him drugs/have they got a medical condition' thing they have to do. the last semi-serious incident i had them out to some fanny had assaulted five nurses, thrown a zimmer at some poor wee old bloke in his bed before (and this despite me saying, very vociferously, that i'd me happy to make a statement) taking him home to his mum.

i've had everything from colourful language to attempted murder. my fellow healthcare workers can draw their own conclusions about the 'supportiveness' of the management response...

Years ago when working in the ski resorts in France I had a shotgun aimed at me and two workmates by a rather angry and drunk french bloke who we refused to serve with more alcohol.

2, but a while back now.

1) Mummsy dearest had a sub post office in deepest Derbyshire and some nut job came in the office brandashing a knife and a gun and demanding the £'s out of the safe. I was only bringing Mummsy dearest a coffee and some buscuits whilst I was staying for a few days and ended up with a blooded nose and a scar on my leg when I tried to wrestle the nutter to the ground, my Mum (bless her) stayed behind the armoured counter...I was in the shop. Oh the Gun.. it was fake, you could tell that, the knife wasn't though. He got put away, he'd done a few in Buxton/Leel a few weeks previously.. He wasn't "all there" if you get my drift.
2) I got pulled over my desk for firing a lad who was a nob. He'd been playing up for ages and I just had to let him go. He turned all Angry Arnie on me and I ended up loosing a tooth..

In 1987 I was arrested by armed Police, who didn't get the result they were looking for because they were all dressed scruffily and wearing poxy soft caps (like you’d get from a seaside resort) whilst pointing toyish looking Model 19 S&W revolvers at me. I thought it was a bunch of yobs mucking about and told them to get a life! Due to my complete refusal to take them seriously had to be 'tackled' to the floor!

Been assaulted by numerous (half a dozen) 'door staff' because I pulled one of them off a completely innocent guy they were pummelling. The nurse at A&E could make out the pattern of my main assaulters rings in the back of my head! A work acquaintance of mine had his upper jaw broken off in the same incident and had to have reconstructive surgery.

Hey ho.

Bitten, scratched, kicked, headbutted, pissed upon, shat upon.

Ah the glamorous life of a vet.

Or a nurse 🙂

Working with people with dementia being assaulted is a part of every day work. However 99% of the time its a frail old lady hitting you so it really doesn't matter, she ain't gonna do real harm to you. However yesterday I was helping a man who clearly was a football thug in his day and he tried to lamp me with a real punch that would have hurt.

Had a shite thrown at me as well, someome spit in my face and been bitten a time or two as well

Possibly uniquely amongst the stw inmates I have never been involved in any violent behaviour either as a 'giver' or 'taker' in any aspect of my life including school days.

This is despite having lived in some of the less desirable London postcodes for 30 or so years and not being exactly the shy and retiring type.

So I've missed out on judo hold restraining, neck grabbing, dealing out portions of fist pie, owning with bomberz or even participating in footwear urination protocols.

What am I doing wrong 😕

TandemJeremy - Member

Had a shite thrown at me as well, someome spit in my face and been bitten a time or two as well

And that's just this morning on STW! 🙂

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Possibly uniquely amongst the stw inmates I have never been involved in any violent behaviour either as a 'giver' or 'taker' in any aspect of my life including school days.

Yeah, me too. Couple of scraps at junior school but that's it

But then I don't put myself in situations where it might happen. If I saw a pub etc with a doorman, I'd assume it's not my sort of place and go elsewhere, for example.

I've been threatened a couple if times at work (pikeys mostly) but I'm very good at diffusing the situation.

One of the more memorable moments was when I was run over on the A13 at Limehouse by someone in a stolen BMW.
Managed to stove the windscreen in with a little wooden stick (takes some doing I tell thee!) whilst careering towards railings where it crashed with me still on the bonnet..........ah, happy days 😕

Possibly uniquely amongst the stw inmates I have never been involved in any violent behaviour either as a 'giver' or 'taker' in any aspect of my life including school days.

Me too.

Had my bell rung a couple of times when I played rugby as a student. Once I took one on the nose and wandered off at random until a spectator came onto the field, put his arm round my shoulder and said "You don't know where you are son, lets get you off the park".

24 hour garage - held up at gunpoint on the nightshift (uni job). Off licence - working as a manager - held up by a guy with an axe, which was much scarier as he looked utterly mental.

The gun robber was caught, the axe guy never was.

Mugged at knifepoint, Glastonbury 93 i think. Stole my stash as well, which was a bigger loss than the money 😥

Hilldodger - Member Possibly uniquely amongst the stw inmates I have never been involved in any violent behaviour either as a 'giver' or 'taker' in any aspect of my life including school days.

PeterPoddy - Member
Yeah, me too

Harry_the_Spider - Member
Me too.

Phew, gald to hear I'm not the only one 😆

Bitten, scratched, kicked, headbutted, pissed upon, shat upon.

Ah the glamorous life of a vet.

Stop complaining the rest of us have to pay for that sort of stuff whereas I'm sure your handsomely rewarded.

TandemJeremy

Working with people with dementia being assaulted is a part of every day work......... yesterday I was helping a man who clearly was a football thug in his day and he tried to lamp me with a real punch that would have hurt.

Did you deck him ? .......what combination did you use ?

We had a real one-eyed strangeroo in our HND classes. At the end of a lesson one time, I accidently whipped his nose with my sleeve as I put my coat on. Next minute he's got one hand around my throat and the other hand is holding a knife to my femoral artery. Managed to defuse him with a grovelling apology.

On another occasion in the college refectory, his eye fell out onto his plate and got covered with baked beans. Slurp - and popped it back in. Christ.

I've never been assaulted. Apart from school fights which were a bit handbags.

As a wayward teenager and gainfully employed as a piss-poor pot-pusher I was on the receiving end of a few major shoeings..

One of the most notable being when I was assaulted in my own home by four or five trainee squaddies and a couple of their older mates.. They stormed the squat that I holed up in looking for an associate of mine one evening after the local niteclub closed.. to discuss a matter relating to possible ownership of one of the local young ladies who had apparently fancied a walk on the wild side.. 😯

Due to the amount of LSD I'd taken that night it was like watching a slow motion movie.. I watched my mates leg it bravely out the back window but couldn't follow as my girlfriend at the time was asleep in one of the front rooms..
As I tentatively edged up the hallway towards the sounds of smashing windows and furniture I was very suddenly pushed back into the kitchen by a wave of red faced and wild-eyed military personnel.. I was then sat down and restrained in a dining chair before being vigorously interrogated concerning my pals whereabouts..

My giggling and gurning put them off a bit and after 15 minutes or so they left in disgust..

Oh how the police laughed as they helped evict us from the smashed up flat the next morning.. I got away with severe cuts and bruising all over my head face and torso.. and a dislocated jaw.. but my mate's head looked exactly like a purple football after they eventually caught up with him..
we got £30 compo each though so it was all well worth it..

julianwilson - Member

IMHO, however, you haven't been a proper clinician of any sort until you've had a nice hard poo thrown at you.

Crying with laughter in the middle of the office at that one. I empathise, but that is proper funny

Been on the receiving end of many a kicking, some resulting from my loud drunk mouth, some for being with someone with a loud drunk mouth, the occasional one when I was a kid for living in a **** off big house opposite a council estate (boy I learned to run as a fat lad) and the occasional a smack in the eye from ex girl freinds.

All character building stuff.

Had a set of metal kitchen scales dropped on me from an 18th floor balcony once. Landed on my toe not my head thankfully. That was probably the closest one in terms of potential consequences.

You rural coppers have a cushty life greatape, you want to get yourself transferred to the Met - TSG. That'll increase your potential consequences rate.

A colleague hit me on the head with a coat rack once. He's just a bit of a twerp.

Interested as to how ernie_lynch came to be in the workplace with his barefoot father, kingtut was working with violent ex-girlfriends etc.

Oh, I see! you didn't read the original post...

Got hit with a lump hammer (in the back) by a labourer once when i was an apprentice for laughing at him when he hit his head. 😕

Other than that just general building site aggro!

Oh, I see! you didn't read the original post...

I did, and I also read the question in the title of the thread too - which is what I was answering.

Miraculously survived a carbomb planted by the UVF. I was only 3 at the time and being so small and so near the car bomb, all the bits of exploding car flew over me.

Had a shotgun shoved in my face whilst being robbed by the IRA.

Had a bouncer use my head as a key to open some pub doors.

Been punched in the face by my Dad, causing a very scary nose bleed. Although I was being a wee s***

yunki - That's uncanny. Are we leading parallel lives? I could recount a story from my foolish youth that is so similar in just about every detail, its frightening.

You rural coppers have a cushty life greatape, you want to get yourself transferred to the Met - TSG. That'll increase your potential consequences rate.

Met/TSG - no thanks. I spent enough time working in some of England's most delightful cities, I think I'll stay up here in bumblef...

😯 .. maybe you're me..? and I'm you..? It was wierd times.. anything could have happened.. parallel dimension astral planing mishap perhaps..?

kingtut was working with violent ex-girlfriends etc.

I was, she did, I employed her.

But no I didn't read the original post properly.

Boo ****ing hoo.

I understand TSG isn't what it was with the current shortage of newspaper sellers..... no fun anymore

It might well be some far out cosmic stuff. Large amounts of acid being consumed could well have something to do with it. Things always tend to get...erm... 'interesting'

Were there PCP-charged psychopaths with baseball bats? I distinctly remember that bit. It bloody hurt

I have never ever bin involved in any violent confrontation ever and quite frankly I find the idea of violence utterly abhorrent. 😐

Believe me, Fred. I've never been involved through choice

I pinched my left nipple closing a filing cabinet draw once years ago, it bled 😐

ernie_lynch - Member

"TandemJeremy

Working with people with dementia being assaulted is a part of every day work......... yesterday I was helping a man who clearly was a football thug in his day and he tried to lamp me with a real punch that would have hurt."

Did you deck him ? .......what combination did you use ?

Actually much to my surprise I arranged to calm him down and give the required care - which was cleaning up the shite he had been spreading all over himself and the room. 3 years training, 25 years experience and I am cleaning up shitty stroppy old men for £12 an ahour

I am cleaning up shitty stroppy old men for £12 an ahour

TJ - is an ahour specifically time spent working on people's back passages? Does it attract a higher rate than an hour?

Like a cost centre type of thing 😮

I got slagged off on STW while at work.
It hurt, I tell you. Man it hurt.

TandemJeremy - Member
....cleaning up shitty stroppy old men....

ideal preparation for posting on stw then 😉