Machines are evil, evil, EVIL. They get bored and sit there all night contemplating how to send sharp spinny things into their users squidgy bits. When they get bored with this they talk to each other about how to wrap lose clothing around spinny things. I swear they loosen each others bolts at night for a laugh.
If something can feasibly happen then it will happen.
Oh, and the chuck key... I've seen that too. I never ever take my hand of a chuck key unless it's back on the bench.
I love deadlines- I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.