cursed, mostly.
And after a long, some would say eventful, "Career" in the oilfield, I have many cusswords, in quite a few languages . .
Decided, (usually a mistake) in order to make "Sprag pins" Bronze load carrying pins.
it would be best to make the threaded ends, then hold the pins by the thread to make the taper on the pins.
(having tried to do the taper then tap the threaded end and had limited success )
So, drill and tap some aluminium bar as a holder.
cue "New and shiny" centre drills (from our favourite far east supplier, the one with a "bang"
jeezo, both ends broke. the one in the work and t'other end in the chuck (it slipped)
Finest "chineesium" not a great thing to make bits from . .

Anyhoo, swap ends, drill and tap as planned, insert shiny (but too long) sprag pin and spin it to size
All went well, for seconds and seconds . .
Followed by loud bang leading to a "What the fark was that?!?" look on my face.
oh, ffs . .
nice shiny, if too long, sprag pin now in two pieces . . definitely short enough now, sadly, not fitting anything.
Have tidied up, washed hands and retired to sulk on the 'puter.
And write to complain to another supplier from East of Norfolk about the awful state of the dies they sent me.
(This from a vendor based in a forest . . . a big forest)
Tho it's 3rd party "drop" shipped.
Unused M10 x 1.5 die, absolute poop.
Have written to complain.
As my workmates used to say.
"It may be sh1te"
"But it's cheap sh1te" . . .
or more accurately as my granny used to say . .
"Roy, yer an ejit"
"Buy cheap, buy twice"
Now, where did the wife hide my emergency reserve bottle of whisky? . .