What is it about stubbing a toe that makes us feel murderous?
It causes people who normally don’t cuss to snarl like a sailor.
I whacked my little toe on a corner coming into the living room. It is super painful. Ripped up part of a nail and somehow split the skin at the tip of my toe.
Rick saw me do it and innocently said, “Did you hurt yourself?”
I wanted to strangle him. Instead I snarled ”YES!” and stormed into the bathroom. I bled through the two band aids I put on to staunch the bleeding.
It’s like it’s a pain like no other, and the rage is such a universal reaction. Is it some sort of instinct?
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That was interesting. But I can take other kinds of pain that hurt just as much and my reaction isn’t to swear. I may say, “Oh, shit. That hurt! Ow.” Even in labor, which was the worst pain I’ve ever felt, I didn’t feel an urge to cuss.
But when I stub my toe it’s like, “GODDAMNMOTHERFUCKINGSHITBIRDFUCKSHITSHITSHITFUCK!!”
The stupidity at being clumsy enough to allow it to happen. Like running your bare head into a cupboard door or the like.
LOL! I was trying to avoid the dog so my attention was split.
I only get furious when someone laughs at my pain, which my husband always does. He’s annoying. Agree with @kritiper on why.
Well, it’s not just that it’s painful, it’s that it’s incredibly shocking. Acute pain is bad enough; it’s even worse when it’s a complete surprise. Also it’s the fact that you know it happened because you did something stupid (i.e. not watching where you were going).
Nerve endings, although my balls have more but when they get whacked I tend to just feel very, very sorry for myself.
Haven’t stubbed my toe in a very long time, but I fell again today. I lay there and sobbed like a baby for a minute, but the postman was at the door with a package, so I had to crawl to a chair and pull myself up so I could get the door.
I agree that @kritiper nailed it.
I never swear or even feel like swearing. There are no swear words in my vocabulary. When I stub my toe, or, EVEN WORSE, step on a lego hidden in the rug, I find shouting OW! OW! OW! OW! at the top of my lungs is completely sufficient.
This made me laugh out loud. I hate it. Bed frames with casters are the very worst. About 10 years ago I discovered bedframes with glides rather than caster. Life has been much much better with no stubbed toes.
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