I was getting my newest razor in the great shaving experiment ready for a shave this morning. In my eagerness to get it ready, I reached into my shaving drawer and sliced roughly 1/8 of the surface skin of the tip of my thumb finger nearly off. After a lot of bleeding, and debating whether to go to the doctor's, and the misery of trying to use a red tip with a brand-new derby blade, without a thumb, I have made two important conclusions that I thought I should share with you.
A) Derby's, though not the sharpest blades around, will still kill you if you let them.
B) Haste makes waste, and apparently eats up thumbs.
The most amazing thing was, when I went to survey the razor that did the damage, it was just lying there, with not a visible trace of blood. Those things are S-H-A-R-P.