For a while, well ever since I started sewing, I have been slightly paranoid about breaking a needle. Why? Well I wasn't sure what would happen, would it fly off and stab me in the eye, face, etc. Just not knowing was a huge source of my anxiety. Well it happened at last. I thought for sure it would happen while sewing zippers, but it didn't, I was piecing together rows for a patchwork blanket.
And it scared the bejesus out of me! But nothing exciting happened, no eye jabbing, it just fell to the side. And here are the remains of the needle and pin that caused all this excitement.