Anyone top this "DON'T" incident?

To comment on people licking knives to test the sharpness.. If you read The Razor's Edge or whatever, they guys in there talk about a guy at a show attempting to lick one of the knives they put their razor edge on. They screamed "NO!!!!!" at the guy and he stopped and put his tongue back in his stupid face.

People are used to dull knives I guess. Probably every knife they own is dull and they can lick them and run their fingers over them without any problems.

I don't usually give anyone any of my knives, because I don't know anyone I'd trust with one of my knives. If I did give it to them I'd tell them the blade is razor sharp and that they must not touch it or they will get cut.
 
I was going to say he still has nine more.

Anyway thanks for the post. Most entertaining but it also reminded me that I've been wanting to order a U2. So I now have one on order. I had heard that Falkniven sold and was not sure the company would stay the same, or keep the same knives and have been telling myself for some time now that I better get me one of those little jewels. Never had one but the one thing I've noticed is you never see them for sale used. That to me is a pretty good sign.
 
silenthunterstudios said:
This has to be bs, nobody could be that stupid? He must've seen the Mortal Kombat movie and saw one of the fighters do it to his UC bowie :D .
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I have a no-BS policy, friend. That actually happened. At the time I was working at a gas station near a large redneck neighborhood, and he was a customer. Maybe he did cut his tongue and I just never saw any blood.

My father and grandfather have done some stupid things, too. My grandfather once tried to sharpen a hunting knife by placing it in a vice and using a hand-held grinder (disc, and not a sander, a grinder) to sharpen it. It didn't work, and the resulting edge was an abomination.

My father, on the other hand, was trying to carve a piece of foam for some purpose unknown to me, and was using a dull utility razor, pulling it toward himself (as I pause for the collective groan). He was pulling with his arm instead of his shoulder/back, and put such force into it that the foam broke, and the razor hit the back of his other hand. It was so dull that it only scraped a lot of epidermis off, but there was no bleeding. I remember him saying, "If that knife had been sharp, I'd have filleted the back of my hand."

I'm sure glad I know better than that.
 
I think that the best way for someone to learn how to respect a knife is to let them get cut. Sometimes, they may have to get cut A LOT! So when I see someone doing something as dumb as licking a knife, I just wait silently and wait. In the store, or anywhere else.
 
A co workers son (she told me while giggling) used the ol' edge in and pull back hard technique to open a box at work with a retractable utility knife. Slipped and drove the entirety of the exposed blade into his chest, right over the sternum (in which it lodged). ER trip, merciless teasing from family and friends, and inevitable questions when he wears tank tops. Few more similar incidents, and he can spell out "dumb@$$" in block letters on his chest.

I always give the "careful, it's razor sharp" caveat when I hand over a knife. I find if I shave a quick patch off my mangy test forearm, they listen a little closer
 
Okay, two incidents here.

When I was about 15 or so I had just bought my first Spyderco. A serrated Standard model. My dad looked at the serrations and said, "That thing can't be very sharp" and laid his finger open. After that, he went and got himself an Endura.

My grandfather had an old Case which is mine now since he passed away. One of my first memories is seeing him scraping it on the concrete steps outside his house. I always thought he was cleaning dirt off of it, and I finally asked him why he did it and he said he was sharpening it. When it passed down to me, I looked at it, both of its two blades were as scratched up as I've ever seen a knife be and not very sharp to boot, plus he'd broken one of the springs and one of the blades wouldn't stay open. I loved him to death, but he didn't know how to take care of his knives.
 
but with a cactus and a cat. I used to have a cactus on my desk because that's the only plant I can keep alive for any length of time. I had to get rid of it because people kept touching it. "Oww!". It's a cactus what were you thinking? "I wanted to see if it was real". OMG.

And the cat's just plain crazy.
"Don't touch the cat, she's mean".
"Here, kitty- OWW!".
"I told you".
 
I have learened that I need to give a short speech before showing any of my friends a new knife. It's like people have never handled a sharp knife before!
 
When I was about 12, I was using a non-locking folder to 'drill' a hole through something I don't remember. What I do remember is the sudden forward movement as the blade folded as shut as it possibly could through my index fingernail and down to the bone, nearly severing the fingertip. One of the hardest things I ever accomplished was the unfolding of that knife.
35 years later I have a beautiful scar across my fingertip and half the fingernail is noticably less pink towards the tip, delineating the scar under the nail as a reminder 'Don't do that again dumbutt!' :o
Starts aching all over again just thinking about it....
 
ASP said:
Don't ever try to splice an electric extension cord using a knife while the cord is STILL PLUGGED IN. I did that when I was a kid and was quickly knocked on my butt.

I found the knife the other day in a box of old stuff. Part of the wire was welded to the blade. Of course, this "DON'T" is so elementary, I doubt anyone, anywhere would try it. But....I had to go upstairs and find the tape and get a knife. By the time I returned to the scene, I had simply forgotten the cord was still plugged in. Still a fundamentally stupid thing to do (even for a daydreaming kid).

Who invented electric lawnmowers, anyway? :confused:
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A very similar thing happened to me, where I cut the power cord of a radio with scissors while the thing was still plugged in. There was a flash, a loud crackle and a puff of white smoke. One of the blades of the scissor had a large dent in it afterwards, fortunately for me it had plastic handles. Another slight difference with your story is that I was actually in my twenties when this happened.

Another example of my regular flashes of stupidity was the time that I went to buy a Spyderco Delica. I asked the store clerk whether I could see the knive first. I played with it a little and when I closed it, I forgot to retract my finger. I was bleeding profusely while I walked to the register and paid for this impressively sharp knive.
 
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A long time ago (I was around ten years old) I was camping with my dad and he asked me to help him cut some bamboo to build something. I was more than happy to chop away with my shiny new camp knife. He gave me all the proper directions and supervised me closely. After almost an hour of work I was feeling cocky, and started ignoring some of my dad's advice (most of my accident's happen just after I think "I know more about this than my old man"). I was careless and finally managed to drive the knife into my index finger almost splitting it in two sideways, it was held by a small piece of flesh at the tip. I was so embarrased that I hid the wound from my dad and took care of it myself. Luckily it healed just right with proper care (my father had sure taught me well about first aid!).
I never told my dad what had happened, I invented some none knife related injury to calm him. Five or six years later I finally told him about the accident when he was complimenting my carefull choping technique on another trip.
 
My wife is wonderful. She even thinks it's OK for me to spend more money on knives than I do on clothes-OK, so I don't spend much on clothes. Part of the reason for her knife-friendly attitude is that I have gotten her two knives, a Kershaw Scallion and a Russell Titanium Funny Folder with her name imprinted on the handle. Both knives were shaving sharp right out of the box, and yes, she did try to test the sharpness of both knives by running her finger down the blades. I managed to stop her in time, both times, by screaming "Stop!" I might have let anyone else but my wife learn the hard way, but I figure that she has to put up with enough of my crap, including my growing knife collection, that I couldn't let her slice her finger open. I hope she won't try it again.
 
I posted this a few months ago, but my most infamous Don't episode only involves myself. I was trying to wedge my Spyderco Military between two frozen steaks, just enough that I could lever them apart. As I was doing this, I was thinking "this is a bad idea". Sure enough, the knife went through the steaks, and was stopped by my pinky. I drop the knife and the steaks, and grab my finger. I just knew the tip was gone, because I couldn't feel it anymore. I carefully open my hand, the tip was still there, but I could see inside my finger. So I call around, find a hospital, and drive myself there to get fixed up. 4 months later, I still don't have full movement or feeling in my pinky.
 
Chris Mapp said:
I posted this a few months ago, but my most infamous Don't episode only involves myself. I was trying to wedge my Spyderco Military between two frozen steaks, just enough that I could lever them apart. As I was doing this, I was thinking "this is a bad idea". Sure enough, the knife went through the steaks, and was stopped by my pinky. I drop the knife and the steaks, and grab my finger. I just knew the tip was gone, because I couldn't feel it anymore. I carefully open my hand, the tip was still there, but I could see inside my finger. So I call around, find a hospital, and drive myself there to get fixed up. 4 months later, I still don't have full movement or feeling in my pinky.
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Did the same thing myself with two frozen hamburger patties. Drove the tip of the knife right into my palm.

Tom
 
I had my machete leaned up against some furniture while cleaning my room, with the sharpened top edge of the double edge exposed. Somehow I managed to step down along the edge, slicing my middle toe deeply. I was bare foot.
 
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