What silly thing have you done that resulted in you cutting yourself???

You know how sometimes knives will come with written warnings about not screwing-around with the knife? Yeah, I didn't pay attention and bled as a result.

I'd been wanting a Spyerco Gunting knife for about 10 years and finally traded for one with a member here at BF. the Gunting has a special design where there is an "impact element", kinda like a flipper knob that you can hit an opponent with that will instantly deploy the knife... this method also delivers a cut upon opening. It came with a little sheet of paper saying something like "WARNING! Do not use on your body to flip open the knife!"

So I'm sitting in my man cave late at night, playing with my newest acquisition, when without any thought, I suddenly placed the impact feature against my leg and swiped the Gunting open. This immediately cut a 1 1/2" cut into the top of my leg (and ruined a brand new pair of jeans!). So there I am, sitting by myself late at night, holding the cut closed while also applying pressure on the cut, and trying not to bleed on the carpet. -Call the wife for help? No way! She'd just mock me for being stupid and would probably take pictures of me sitting there bleeding. So I finally get the bleeding to stop after about 15-20 minutes and I'm able to hobble to the hall bath where I keep all the medical supplies. A couple of butterfly bandages and a pressure bandage over that and I'm GTG! :thumbup:

Have I learned my lesson? Probably not! :thumbup:
 
I have to start this story with a little history.
I crashed on my mountain bike and dislocated my shoulder. I rode home and immediately went into the bath to get cleaned up. My wife came in and said "You've hurt yourself, haven't you?" Anyway, she took me to the hospital to reset the shoulder. While we were checking into the Emergency room the nurse was filling out a form. The nurse asked "Have you ever been in fear of your safety at home?". I told the nurse "I can't tell you, she is sitting right here!" The nurse had no sense of humor, and just started writing on the form. My wife was upset about my little joke. Ever since then I've told my wife that she already has one strike against her.
A couple years later I came home one day to a package with my latest knife purchase inside. I sat down in the recliner and used another knife to open the package. And I set the open knife on the arm of the chair. Something got me up out of my chair. And when I came back to the chair and sat down, the open knife had fallen into the seat. So I stabbed myself in the side of the upper thigh. I guess it could have been worse, ha, ha. I told the wife, "I need to go to the hospital and get some stitches". She told me, "There is no way I am taking you to the hospital and have you tell them that I stabbed you!". I guess it served me right. Some butterfly bandages and a few weeks and I was as good as ever. Except for a scar that the little women laughs about ever time she looks at it.
My lesson learned. Always close your knife, and be nice to the people that take you to the hospital. You might need them again someday.
 
Was going to a Christmas concert last December with the wife. Stopped at Walgreen's to get a Sunday paper. She went in ahead of me, and when I got inside, there were no loose papers and she was struggling with one of the zip ties. I had a Spyderco Ambitious in my pocket, so I whipped it out. You know when you know the right way to do something, but you do the wrong thing anyway? I flipped the knife over, edge up, and slipped the blade under the zip tie. When it gave, I failed to notice that my left hand was in the way, and it cut my index finger at the joint down to the bone. I walked very quickly out of the store, back to the car to get some napkins to stop the bleeding. She didn't know that I had cut myself until she came back out to the car and saw me holding a pile of napkins on my hand, which were soaked with blood. I then had the unpleasant task of informing her that we wouldn't be making the concert and going to the ER instead, which turned out to be a 5 hour ordeal.
 
"Hm. I cant quite tell if this is sharp. It feels blunt, kinda. Ill just lightly drag my finger along it for a centimeter or two and see what happens." -Me, 2012.
 
1986 and I was showing off in front of my girlfriend, doing tricks with my balisong.
I threw it up in the air to catch it and missed. Of course I wasn't wearing shoes.
It stuck in the top of my foot a good 1/4 inch deep and then fell over, taking a decent chunk with it.

I still have the knife, a Parker Cutlery Gypsy with buffalo horn inlays. Can't remember the girls name.
 
Just cut myself with my machete (14'' tram for the curious) and seriously deep, I was just cutting a stick and got carried away then I looked up and said "I have no idea what I'm doing" then like a genius slashed downwards once more thinking my hand was clear (it wasn't...) and I sliced to the bone of my index, it's currently gauzed and masking taped, hurts like a bitch and probably needs stitches but I'm a man... ain't need no modern medicine! lol
 
got a nice deep cut on my thumb from sharpening a yo-yo before doing some yard clearing. those bastards get sharper than i realized....
 
I tried opening the perforated blister packaging of a toothbrush without using my knife once, and the plastic shattered and cut me. I was immediately cursing myself for not using my knife like I was originally going to.
 
Kept carving a wooden chain after I was tired and the knife was dull... but not too dull to do minor surgery on two fingers. Still have the scar...
 
Just yesterday as a matter of fact. Picked up a 1670ROT and wanted to take a picture of that and a 1670TBLKST I had recently acquired. Took the knives to the back porch, opened them, and balanced them on edge while putting the plastic baggy they each came in back in the box. It was rather windy and as I glanced up the ROT started to wiggle and first instinct is to grab for them before falling off the edge. :rolleyes:

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Actually got two fingers. The ring finger on my left hand in 2 places and my index finger. Took some doing to get the ring finger to stop bleeding. The knife pics will have to wait till another day. lol
 
Making a birthday cake while drinking. Don't ask me why I needed my Spyderco Military for making a cake, I just did. Orgainic cake mix, Jack Daniels and a Spyderco Military don't mix.
 
Cutting a golf ball open to get the rubber center when I was a kid. still have the scar on the knuckle of my left index finger. I didn't know about a tool called a vise yet.
 
I was cutting ankle tape off after a basketball practice in high school. I was using a friends skinning knife because we'd found it worked great for getting through all of the tape and wrapping. My hands were wet from sweat and I slipped. Nearly cut about a 1/4 of an inch off my left index finger. It was hanging on by a flap of skin. I glued it down, taped it best as I could, and eventually it healed. Kind of oddly shaped now though.
 
Not involving a knife, but definitely a cut.

I was 16 working food and beverage at opryland (amusement park in Nashville that has since closed). I was assigned one day to the cotton candy machine. A cotton candy machine has a spinning piece in the middle that has two prongs sticking out. While making a batch and talking with customers I was moving the tube around the machine and heard something make contact with the spinning prongs. At the same time I heard the noise I saw a spray of blood fly up on the plexiglass cover. I had cut my thumb nearly to the bone and it ripped most of the nail off. Never underestimate how dangerous a cotton candy machine can be.
 
Three or four years ago, I went camping with my brothers and my dad. We went on a long hike, came back to the tent, and took a nap. When we woke up, I decided it was a great to start chopping some small pieces of firewood for making dinner... but I was hadn't fully woken up and my motor control was a bit iffy. Bottom line, I ended up holding a branch with my left while cutting through it with my right (using a brand new Condor machete, sharpest machete I've ever used). It hit the branch outside of the v-shaped cut I'd been working on and bounced straight into my left hand, at the base of my thumb (two inch long gash, all the way through the skin). Took an hour to drive to the hospital, luckily I'd just started paying for medical insurance two weeks beforehand. Still can't feel anything between the scar and the area between my thumb and forefinger.
Important lesson: wait till you're fully awake before you start handling dangerous objects. Seems obvious, doesn't it? :)
 
Not counting small ones........

I was 16 and was carving a piece of wood into a skull with a stockman. After working on it for a few hours with no problem. I started to thin out the neck area. All day I had been good about not cutting toward myself. Well a point came when I couldn't get around it, I was cutting (carefully) toward my index finger and the head popped off of the piece of wood. I cut myself down to the bone and started cursing like a sailor! I was SOO disappointed with myself!

I didn't want to walk into the house because I was dripping a lot of blood. So I had to yell for my mom to bring me paper towels and super glue. She wanted to take me to the hospital. I refused, I was too mad and I didn't want to talk about it anymore.

I still have the scar as a reminder of what NOT to do!
 
A month or two ago I pulled my fixed Emerson Karambit out of it's IWB sheath and my shirt came up...... so I used the same hand to push my shirt down and the back edge of the knife (towards the tip) did it's job on me. I still have a 5" sideways rainbow looking scar/mark on my right side.... lesson learned.


Eli
 
I used to have a habit of testing the edge of knives I sharpen against my thumb. One time, I cut too deep and edged up with three stitches and a change of habit.
 
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