
11-26-2002, 12:46 PM
When I was a kid my Mom always warned me about the jagged edge on a tin can when you open it. I was always saying, "Yea, yea, mom. I'll be careful." Then one day I got a job as a prep cook, and I'm opening a big can, and SLASH, I totally rip open my finger.
Besides that one, I cut the tip off of my fingerprint pad, cut my thumb to the bone, and pretty much deliberately sliced myself with a steak knife (box moved, but I still cut), just to name the more spectacular events during my employment there.
Man those were great days.
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