A Cutting Comment


A couple who are close friends of ours were both single adults for quite a few years before they married.  And when they were getting to know each other, one of the things they found out they had in common was a disdain for doing dishes.  They had both developed the habit of making one-pot meals and using paper plates to make clean-up quick and simple.

And after they married, the paper-plate-habit became part of their married routine too.

Another trait they share is a love of hiking or just sitting and reading in beautiful settings — they’ve done both all over the country.

One of their favorite places to hike and/or sit and read is the Smokey Mountains, where they go several times a year and where black bear sightings are pretty common.  So, a friend of theirs who is a knife collector (that would be Hubby), gave them a Bowie knife to carry with them in the mountains, just in case.

The evening Hubby gave them the knife, they went home and were looking at it.  And in a case of unfortunate timing, he started to remove it from the sheath just as she reached for it.  The result was that she got a fairly deep cut on her hand.

He took her to the Emergency Room, where the doctor confirmed that she would need a couple stitches.

As the doctor began to put in the stitches, she mentioned that it was going to be a little embarrassing to explain to people how the cut had happened.  She felt it made her seem careless.

The doctor, as he stitched, suggested (I suppose) the first alternative excuse that popped into his head, “Well, maybe you could just say you got the cut washing dishes.”

And then her dear, sweet husband said, “That would make it a paper cut.”

The doctor had to pause in his stitching until he could quit laughing.

17 Responses to A Cutting Comment

  1. C says:

    Thanks for the laugh!! Reminds me: On the day I finished taking the bar exam, my husband and I were rushing out the door to meet friends for drinks in relief it was over! As I went out the door the window pane in it popped out and sliced my arm deeply on top halfway between my elbow and wrist. We rushed to the ER. Chatting as we stitched, I told the DR I had just completed the bar exam and, without flinching, he said, “Well, you’re really on the wrong side of your arm and a little high up…” I thought it was, well, a “stitch!” (sorry). By the way, I DID pass the exam on the first try!

    As for the Bowie knife–love ’em. First one was made by James Black just south of me at Old Washington, which is a wonderful park to visit.

  2. Sandra says:

    C — You lawyers are such easy marks for jokes, aren’t you? (Hubby, having dealt with many attornies during his 36 yrs. in law enforcement, knows most of them! 🙂 ) And, if I remember correctly the picture I saw on your site, you’re blonde too. I’m guessing the combination has caused you to develop a fine-tuned ability to laugh at yourself! (Self-deprecating humor is my favorite kind — it’s so charming.)

    btw, our daughter graduated from law school, but after missing the bar by just a couple points said, “I don’t really want to practice law anyway.” Hubby’s reply was, “You’re going to have to flip alot of burgers to pay back those loans!” Luckily, she went to work in Chicago placing contract attornies (she was good at it, so it paid pretty well) and then found her real love — human resources. And she’s now VP of HR for a Chicago company. We’re thankful.

    • C says:

      I loved your other interpretation of the picture–yes, blessing heaping is something I have received from blogging.

      As, your daughter: good for her! What I love about law degrees is the fact that they open many, many doors–not just this grind of a life of the practice attorney! Myself, I love the grit of my work–a street lawyer, I call myself. I deal with people at some of their lowest times, and I think that family is the single most important element of our society. Sadly, it is crumbling. I will stop pontificating…for now. Those pauses never last long, as I’m sure you’ve gathered. C.

  3. cathy says:

    That’s funny! I didn’t expect the ending – a trait of a good story teller!

  4. cathy says:

    Oh, btw, I finished the 2 books by Janet Dean. I liked them. Thanks again for drawing my name!

  5. Sandra says:

    Cathy — I’m glad you were surprised by the ending — sometimes, it’s hard to judge if I’m accomplishing that or not!

    I’m also glad you enjoyed Janet’s books. When I had lunch with her I reminded her that Dr. H. (she knows him too) had always said that the single trait of a good author is that they make you care about the characters and the events enough to want to turn the page! So, I told her that by that standard, she’s right up there with Hemingway for me!

  6. C. Beth says:

    That is so funny!! And a great title, too.

  7. Sandra says:

    Thanks, Beth. I find that, for me, sometimes the titles are as much fun to come up with as the stories they represent!

  8. Maddy says:

    Now that’s a great one!

  9. Sandra says:

    Maddy — Nice to hear from you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂

  10. Hilary says:

    Great story, Sandra. You know I always love a good play on words. Too often a line like that is lost on someone who hasn’t a finely-tuned sense of humour. I’m glad the doctor appreciated that great line. Thanks for that little… slice of life. 😉

  11. Sandra says:

    Hi, Hilary — I DO know how you love a play on words. So, I definitely thought of you this morning when I came up with a title for my peanut butter cookie post! I knew even if no one else laughed, you would! 🙂

  12. Great story…glad they found each other.

  13. Great post title and yes, I enjoyed the tale as well!

  14. Sandra says:

    June — Yes they are definitely a match made in heaven!

    David — I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by.

  15. Denise says:

    Love it! Thanks for the good laugh.

  16. Sandra says:

    I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Denise. Thanks for telling me! 🙂

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