(it's a Japanese Mandoline)
Only without the guard, of course. Very dangerous, apparently. I made it through the broccoli, peppers, carrots, and mushrooms. But when I got to the onions, I got distracted and cut the hell out of my finger. It was bleeding all over the place, and Kathy made me a makeshift bandage consisting of a gauze pad and two band-aids, fortified with scotch tape. I almost passed out. I continued cooking dinner (which was delicious, if I do say so myself - the secret is really in the white pepper). As I was eating I noticed my finger was bleeding through Kathy's bandage. Oops. We loaded up the kids and headed to the ER. After giving me a tetanus shot, the doctor informed me that the cut was like taking a divet out of the grass when you golf -- a chunk of finger is missing, and it's not the kind of thing you can stitch shut. There are 3 consequences to having this kind of cut that I can see so far.
1. It's going to hurt a lot and take forever to heal. Which means I need help with pretty much every 2-handed task.
2. I have to type like one of these:
I.e., hunt and peck. That means short blog posts full of lots of pictures and typos.
And, last but not least, 3. When people irritate me (like at work), I can very subtlely give them this:
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