I was working for a local Ford dealership and had a truck come in with transmission issues. The F150's in the mid to late '00's had problems with the converter seals leaking and allowing the converters to walk a bit. This truck had less than twenty five thousand miles on it and needed a new converter, new converter seal, and because it would walk a bit, a new pump and pump seal.
Was pulling the trans out and it got hung up a bit. So, I started rocking the transmission to pull it back and onto the trans jack. I had a Craftsman "professional series" 3/8" drive ratchet in my left hand as I was pulling on the trans. I went to drop the ratchet so I could get a good grip with both hands. It was just a flip, but the transmission fluid on my hand made it a bit slippery and the ratchet slipped out of my hand and the ball on the end of the handle hit my left nut. It had some force behind it, because it was intended to be a flip, not a drop.
I realized after about thirty minutes that something was wrong as the pain didn't go away. I finished the day and got the trans out and the pump pulled, but when it came quitting time I drove myself to the ER. Urine sample showed blood in my piss and every step felt like someone was stabbing my nut with a knife.
It got funnier from there. Followed up with my PCP and he prescribed a ball supporter. Not a jock strap, but something similar that's meant to be worn without a cup and does a better job of supporting the nuts. Of course, no one has them and these have to bought from a medical supply store. I went to one.
Told the young lady behind the counter what I needed and she was unfamiliar with it. She called the main store to ask what it was and where she could go in the computer system to order one. She's on the phone, looks at me and asks, "What size?"
What do you mean what size? They come in different sizes? I point blank asked her, "how would I know what size? What do you want me to do, drop my pants so you can measure 'em?"
I've never seen a woman blush so hard.
And then she proceeded to ask this question of the person on the other end of the phone. All the sudden I could hear the other person and all I could hear was laughter. Seems the supporters are compared to fruit. The one the other store had in stock was meant to fit nuts the size of grapefruit. And that's each nut!
