Anybody but you ever get cut with your knife?

I was showing my cooking knives to a friend and his wife, as she had expressed a desire for new ones.

As we finished with the sample cutting she bundled up the 3 knives in one hand. I said "Careful, they're sharp!" (As if her trying them out hadn't convinced her of that.) And she turned towards the sink and passed the point of the largest one across her off-hand wrist.

She didn't even feel the cut, although it bled quite well. I reckon he was more panicked than she was. It was only a 'scratch' but neither she nor her husband even thought about replacing the kitchen knives for another 6 months!

Greg
 
Last summer I gave a pair of Cabelas mini-Grips to a co-worker and her husband for their 10th wedding anniversary. They both cut themselves the first time they tried to use their knives :rolleyes:.

I always carry and use (lightly) knives before I give them as gifts, so I guess this qualifies as the mini-Grips being "my" knives before I wrapped them up and gave them away. They never cut me and they both worked perfectly.
 
My Great Grandfather kept a dished out, super coarse whetstone beside his chair on which he sharpened his knives (AKA improved their dullness). Bless his soul, they really couldn't cut anything. Unfortunately (or fortunately - my GREAT grandfather), he first taught me how to sharpen when I was five or so. To test if one of his knives was sharp, he would hold the knife in his hand, edge pointed directly toward his thumb, and gently press his thumb into the blade. I don't to this day know what he was feeling for, but that's how he did it. He never cut himself with his knives.

By the time I was 11/12, I had learned what real sharpening was and how to accomplish it. My dad bought me a set of small Arkansas stones; soft, hard, and black. I would sit in front of the TV and sharpen away. At that time I didn't know much about what angles would do what (my edge wasn't very durable), but , well, my knife was sharp.

Having learned this new skill, I went to show off to my Great Grandfather. I couldn't say "STOP!" before he "checked" the edge. Cut him to the bone - right thumb. I still feel bad.

I have greatly improved my sharpening abilities since, and before I even agree to let someone hold one of my blades, I tell them, "It is sharp . . . really, be careful." Most folks just don't know what a truly sharp blade is, or are not used to a pocket knife being that sharp.

When I worked on my Aunt's ranch one summer(17 yrs old), we were tagging cattle (ear tags). The vet had used his knife at lunch to cut an apple and left it at the ranch office (nasty vet - been using it all morning to cut the back button off old ear tags). Requesting a loner instead of walking 100 yards to get his, I handed him mine with my aforementioned warning. I got a lecture on the schooling veterinarians went through and a treatise (alsmost as long as this posting) on his proficiency with a scalpel and my arrogance pertaining to the sharpness of my blade. He then proceeded to slice the ear of the heifer he was working on from the base to the tip - and - to slice off the tip of his thumb (about an 1/8 inch hunk). He dropped my knife (Bastard!) and told me there was no reason to have a knife that sharp. My reply to him and everyone else who has not heeded my warning . . . "There's no reason not to be careful with a knife."

I know we still feel bad, but it's not our fault when someone cuts themselves with "our" knives just because we purchase good steel and know how to sharpen it. After all, what's the point in a dull knife?

BTW - didn't heed my own warning and cut MY thumb yesterday while carving the turkey - not badly, but it's always the worst spot that get's cut, ain't it?

cinteal
 
That's why I support the idea of 2 EDC's-one for me to have fun with, and one to loan to the idiots who don't carry one.
 
I gave case peanuts as Christmas gifts to my daughter and son-in-law. I told them to be careful the knives were razor sharp. My so-in-law cut himself on the top of his forefinger while closing the clip blade. Nothing serious.
 
Had an "Integrator" come out to install a new piece of machinery. There was a bunch of stretch wrap and tape and other protective packaging on a control unit that he was crudely hacking at with a very dull knife. I offered him my knife so he could cut it, and gave him the warning about it being sharp.

He proceeded to hack with the sharp knife (rather than cut) and in his uncontrolled flailing managed to cut the back of his left hand index finger knuckle off. I mean a dime sized chunk, right off the back knuckle.
 
Several years ago a coworker asked me to use my knife to cut an apple. After he cut the apple up, he proceded to wipe the blade across his stomach on his shirt. He did it rather quickly and cut about a 8" cut in his shirt and stomach, just deep enough in his skin to bleed. His reaction was "holy s**t that thing is sharp.
 
me, my bro and a few mates were having a drink out in the back shed (very little light). my bro asked to borrow my fixed blade. after i handed it to him he sat down for about 2 minutes then got up and left. then my mate walked in and sat down in my bros chair for barely a second then casually got back up and walked out. i asked " where are u going?". he replied " i'll be back in a second man". a few minutes later i went upstairs for another drink and he was there with a 3" deep hole in his a$$ cheek. turned out by dumbsh!t brother left the knife unsheathed on the chair when he left and my mate sat on it.
 
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