I am a master at slicing my fingers while cooking or cleaning in the kitchen. And not only with knives. They are too obvious, left for the amateurs. No, I absentmindedly procure ways to manipulate egg shells or sink drains, even spoons or potato peelers, to draw unspecified amounts of blood from my silly hands. Inevitably, a drop of lemon juice will be lurking in the backsplash to strike a sting in the aftermath...
