I've always had a thing for knives. When Heather and I first started dating maybe 7 years ago, she wanted to buy me a knife but she didn't wanna buy me one I wouldn't like. So we went shopping one day and I found this one from Gerber. While looking at it in the store, I got a nasty little cut on my finger from the serrated portion of the blade. We laughed when we noticed the blood drops on the glass case. She bought it. The edge was in really bad shape so I worked on it for a while last night and tonight. I just finished up a while ago. While putting it away I cut the base of my thumb open. It's not bad. More funny than anything else.