Ouch, At Least It Was Sharp!
I just had a "6/8 Thiers-Issard, Medaille d'Argent, 1931, 69 Garanti" honed and sharpened by Larry Andro. The shave with this newly honed razor was outstanding. With little effort, the razor glided across my face, easily removing even the toughest of stubble. As I finished my shave, I thought to myself, "This razor should probably be in the A+++ category."
Then it happened. I noticed a few stragglers underneath my left ear. I smoothed a little shaving cream on the spot and then successfully completed that final little touchup. Holding the razor in my right hand and looking in the mirror, I noticed a spot of remaining shaving underneath my ear. Without thinking, I moved my left hand up to remove the shaving cream and, in so doing, ran the little finger of my left hand the full length of the blade.
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The blade was so sharp that I thought I had escaped fate. But no, that little tell-tell line of red appeared. No big deal. Out came the styptic pencil. Then the blood started to really flow. The cut was much deeper than originally thought. After soaking two paper towels with blood, the cut seemed to start closing. I put Neosporin on it and wrapped it tight with a large bandaid. Being a shaveholic, I kept thinking to myself, "I sure hope I didn't mess up the edge of my razor."
Heading off to lunch, I was reminded of something 96FirePhoenix said, "straight razors... paper cuts down to the bone."
My final thought of the day is, "In shaving, the left hand should always know what the right hand is doing."
Happy Shaving!
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