It may sound cruel of me, but I have one particular onbnoxious co-worker who often finds himself asking me for a knife. I try to anticipate these particular moments by making sure that my knife is very sharp that day. Every time, I tell him, "be careful, it is very sharp, do not...." I then sit back and wait for the swearing to begin LOL. One day, he approached me about using my Trailmaster to hack up some frozen deer meat. I explained to him that he cuts himself with my small blades nearly every time and that if he screws up this time, he will be lucky if he only loses a finger. He claimed that he has learned his lesson and that he will be REALLY careful this time. Thankfully, he didn't show up to borrow the knife. Instead he used a POS "Rambo" type knife, totally unsharpened, that he got at a carnival. I'm sure you can all guess what happened next! He showed up at work on Monday with a very sheepish look on his face, a nasty split on his knuckle, and a BS story about how it was all his son's fault. At least, he still has fingers.