Time Was of the Essence

Time was of the essence,
I know you understand,
So, I used a screwdriver,
Which then cut my hand.
Time was of the essence,
I thought I'd use a tissue,
Then I remembered that,
That would cause an issue,
For the tissue I had selected,
Was covered in motor oil,
Also in dust and crud,
And anti-freeze/anti-boil.
Time was of the essence,
As the pain ran up my arm,
In my quest for greater haste,
I had brought about such harm.
But time was of the essence,
My heart was full of fear,
Damn the company that,
Did not make screw-top beer.

Sort of true. I was hurrying to get something done and couldn't bother getting scissors from in the house - I was in the garage - so I sued a screwdriver to open a packet and ended up stabbing my palm. Now, I have to deal with the discomfort, instead of taking two minutes to get scissors. Idiot.