Into the brightest day, a little rain....

So, it is Saturday night, and we are going out. A babysitter is lined up, my BEST shaving razor is freshly honed, I take a long, hot shower, and whip up some OUTSTANDING alther with the Bomb/bayrum.
My day and a half beard is just being wiped off my face, and my first pass is going so well, I wonder if I'll even need to do all three customary passes.
I am so excited for the night out, a few ****tails, so oysters with my wife and some of our favourite friends….ah. My wife calls in from the bedroom that she had just gotten a phone call. Would it be OK if the other couple brings a very elderly relative to dinner? Well, you know, the old lady is alone, her granddaughter is in from out of towm….how often does she get to go out? Of course, it’s fine, I love and honor our elderly. My wife isn’t happy. This was supposed to be a fun couples night out. Stay positive, honey….all is still well with the world, no? We are going to a nice restaurant with good friends, our daughter is beautiful and healthy…no problems!
I am generally not te most “look on the Brightside” sorta guy….so I found this attitude refreshing in myself!
Now, let’s get back to enjoying the wonderful shave. Lather up some more warm goodness….and start going XTG. I am just in the process of admiring how sharp AND smooth this blade is , when SSSSLLLLLIIIICCCCCEEEEE. The first REAL cut in months, and without a doubt, the worst in my straight shaving career. I had been “blissing out” and stopped paying attention to a VERY sharp spike point. Right along my cheekbone, maybe an inch long, and deep. I knew it was bad before the blood even started dripping off my chin. I knew that styptic was the wrong move (it would cause the blood to clot, and more likely scar), so I rinsed my face well, put in some antibiotic, finished QUICKLY on the other side, XTG only. Quick rinse, splashed on some bayrum (ouch) and checked out the wound. I used pressure and some more antibiotic, and got the bleeding under control. A quick butterfly bandage to hold it closed (yeah, it was a bad cut), got dressed, and went downstairs. Suddenly, my mood matched my wife.

“So, what time are we picking them up”
“What did you do to your face?”
“Want to pregame a quick martini?”
“Sounds like a good idea.”

All in all, the night wasn’t too bad. The food was not as good as I recall, the service was slow. Our friends bailed on our next big dinner plans. The grandmother, however, was charming and fascinating.

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Originally Posted by smokelaw1

So, it is Saturday night, and we are going out. A babysitter is lined up, my BEST shaving razor is freshly honed, I take a long, hot shower, and whip up some OUTSTANDING alther with the Bomb/bayrum.
My day and a half beard is just being wiped off my face, and my first pass is going so well, I wonder if I'll even need to do all three customary passes.
I am so excited for the night out, a few ****tails, so oysters with my wife and some of our favourite friends….ah. My wife calls in from the bedroom that she had just gotten a phone call. Would it be OK if the other couple brings a very elderly relative to dinner? Well, you know, the old lady is alone, her granddaughter is in from out of towm….how often does she get to go out? Of course, it’s fine, I love and honor our elderly. My wife isn’t happy. This was supposed to be a fun couples night out. Stay positive, honey….all is still well with the world, no? We are going to a nice restaurant with good friends, our daughter is beautiful and healthy…no problems!
I am generally not te most “look on the Brightside” sorta guy….so I found this attitude refreshing in myself!
Now, let’s get back to enjoying the wonderful shave. Lather up some more warm goodness….and start going XTG. I am just in the process of admiring how sharp AND smooth this blade is , when SSSSLLLLLIIIICCCCCEEEEE. The first REAL cut in months, and without a doubt, the worst in my straight shaving career. I had been “blissing out” and stopped paying attention to a VERY sharp spike point. Right along my cheekbone, maybe an inch long, and deep. I knew it was bad before the blood even started dripping off my chin. I knew that styptic was the wrong move (it would cause the blood to clot, and more likely scar), so I rinsed my face well, put in some antibiotic, finished QUICKLY on the other side, XTG only. Quick rinse, splashed on some bayrum (ouch) and checked out the wound. I used pressure and some more antibiotic, and got the bleeding under control. A quick butterfly bandage to hold it closed (yeah, it was a bad cut), got dressed, and went downstairs. Suddenly, my mood matched my wife.

“So, what time are we picking them up”
“What did you do to your face?”
“Want to pregame a quick martini?”
“Sounds like a good idea.”

All in all, the night wasn’t too bad. The food was not as good as I recall, the service was slow. Our friends bailed on our next big dinner plans. The grandmother, however, was charming and fascinating.

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You know things have taken a southern turn when you "pregame" for a night out with friends... Good luck with the cut, I'm getting my first few spike points back in a handful of weeks, so now I'm terrified but excited.

Cheers,
Jeremy

Jeremy
First off, don't be scared of the spike, but do respect it. Especially when you are not used to it, it's real easy to snag it a bit, and that snag will bleed! Keep it in mind, and you'll love it. I know I do. It's so precise.

As for pregaming, neither of us had used the term in at least 10 years...it just seemed so appropriate for the way we were each feeling.

The cut is actually looking a little better today, I think the quick triage and holding it shut with the butterfly was the way to go. I sahved with that same razor today, taking care in the, uh, affected area (that spike makes it easy to go right up to the edge....so precise!) and got a fantastic shave.

It weird, I've gotten a few cuts recently as well and they've both been good 'uns. It must be that we get a bit complacent from time to time or something, and the mind is elsewhere..!

Glad your cut is healing well and that you had a good night! :)

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Originally Posted by smokelaw1

... I knew it was bad before the blood even started dripping off my chin.... so I rinsed my face well, put in some antibiotic, finished QUICKLY on the other side, XTG only.

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I love how NOTHING gets in the way of us finishing the shave. :)

Cuts just mean we use an aftershave with alcohol.

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Originally Posted by RayG

I love how NOTHING gets in the way of us finishing the shave. :)

Cuts just mean we use an aftershave with alcohol.

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Cut or no cut...I wasn't going out with stubble! I enjoyed the rest of the shave far too much. I'm sure the blood will come out of the towel.

My dear, Smokelaw1:

The straight razor is sassy, as you know, and from time to time she will remind you of it with a smooch.

Regards,
Obie

Nicked my earlobe yesterday morn with my F. Reynolds Spike.

I'd say half the times I've bled (more than a weeper) from a straight have been nicked earlobes with a spike! Just the tiniest little touch does it.

Man alive, glad to see others have allowed their minds to wonder while shaving too. I have been quite lucky in this regard.
Sometimes when coming around from the lower lip towards the chin I have moved my head to look............ got goose bumps when I caught myself....