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When I was still working in a commercial kitchen as a line-cook, I picked up the rice cooker lid, a huge monstrosity that's larger and heavier than Captain America's shield - and it just so happened that the handle had snapped badly the night before, leaving a VERY sharp, serrated edge where the handle should be. No one knew it had happened, until I grabbed a hold of where the handle should be... and well... blood everywhere. I was sent home and to the doctor that evening. The restaurant still paid me for a full shift.