I've never had any serious cuts with a Spydie..just nicks and such.. But I will share what happened to a great friend of mine..
I turned him on to Spyderco a few years ago, and he promptly went out and bought a half and half delica..he loves it.
Anyhow, one day about a year ago, I stop by his place to have few brews. Instantly upon arrival, I notice a huge gauze wrapping on his left arm just above the wrist. Obviously I'm intrigued and ask "What the hell happened to you?"
He proceeds to share an amazing tale.
Him and his wife stopped at the local bar the night before for some wings..
The place was pretty packed due to it being 20cent wing night..
They were sitting at a table near the bar, generally absorbed with each others company and conversation, and not paying too much attention to the surrounding patrons.
When, seemingly out of nowhere, a guy at the bar stands up and begins shouting threatening obscenities at someone further down on the other end of the bar.. The other guy takes the bait and hollers is own insults back. This prompts the first guy to start his movement toward the object of his ire..
Now. My friend was keenly aware of the potential threat to his wife(who they had recently discovered was pregnant). And, it became quickly apparent that the mans path was going to lead right by their table.. He was poised and ready to take action if he felt any threat directed their way.
The approaching man and the fella he was after (who was also starting to approach from his side of the room), were now in full-blown 'I'm gonna beat the living S*** outta you,' mode.
Still watching the first guy, my friend sees him reach in a pocket and deploy a knife! As the man gets even with their table, my friend springs for the arm/hand holding the blade! The man, with reflexes on par with a cats (according to my bud :) ), blocks the initial attack and brings the knife down on the back of his arm, slicing him deeply.. While the initial disarm attempt failed, the man dropped the knife in the ensuing scuffle, and was promptly subdued by other patrons..
By this point in the story, I am a virtual picture of rapt attention, hanging on every word..Not just because of what my friend had done, but also due to his almost super-human story telling, which I have always admired him for.
He had me right where he wanted me.. :)
Sensing he had me, he stops talking.. Looks away. Looks back. And starts smiling. I knew I had been had.. And proceeded calling him very inappropriate things :D
After my tirade, I ask "Well, what really happened, a**h***?'
He gets an embarrassed look on his face.. This make me feel better :)
He says he got drunk after work the other night and cut himself with his delica while trying to open some frozen dinner thing..At 3am.. Then he had to wake his wife up (who is a teacher and had school in the morning) and have her drive him to the ER where he received 12 stitches..
I told him to stick to the first version. :D
We've been friends since elementary school, and I have TONS of stories about the stuff we've gotten into. But this might be my favorite one of all..
Sorry for the long post, and thank you for reading :)
I walk away slow tonight,
and cut through the air
with a curse, like a knife.