OK, RELAX...............
BUT................
When I was a young apprentice our first miiling experience was on a horizontal mill using a shell mill to take a facing cut over a hefty hunk of cast iron. One of our members was, (believe it or not), casually wiping the chips away with his finger it time to the rotation of the cutter.
UNTIL...................
Somebody spoke to him!!! - Lost his timing and then lost the top off his finger. :'(
As he was rushed to sick bay his unsympathetic mates hunted around and found the top of his finger. This was placed in a matchbox and cotton wool, for a presentation ceremony when he returned from sick bay.
This occurred on a Friday and lunch was always fish and chips in deference to those who don't eat meat on Friday.
The said unfortunate arrived at the dining hall with his hand covered in a very large bandage and a sling to keep it elevated.
Some kind soul went back into the scran line and procured his fish and chips.
As he was about to eat his meal, one somewhat sadistic senior apprentice, took said matchbox and deposited the top of the finger in amongst his chips with the comment, "Eat up son and nothing will be missing." th_wtf1
SO.....................
LISTEN TO DEAN.
Best Regards
Bob
PS: Microsurgery, What's that? hadn't be invented yet.