The Dangers Of Familiarity
When I was in my late teens , I would spend my summer months working in the machine shop of a local oilfield company , "grinding" off welds on repaired oilfield tongs. For those not in the know, tongs are fairly large tools, somewhat like wrenches, used to connect pipes used in drilling operations. We would use rotary grinders (wheel grinders) and pneumatic grinders to complete the work --some of the wheel grinders being equipped with the 5+ inch wheels. I was young, but I knew I could get hurt by a slipped grinder or piece I was working on ( some parts weighed well over a hundred pounds), so I didn't get hurt because I had respect. But with familiarity comes sloppiness, and one day while kneeling, I put one of those big wheel grinders into the side of my knee -- I learned respect again. The same with the straight razor -- I haven't been using one for long but already I see familiarity creeping in and I know one of those days will come. Have any of you experienced worse wounds with familiarity and how do you remind yourselves your dealing with a surgically sharp instrument? Just something to think about.