I am just do not know how I survived in this dangerous world so long

Last weekend I decided to shout my wife and I a finger bun between us to enjoy with a coffee. Big spender I hear you say!

I asked the young lady serving me if she could cut the bun in half but she explained that this was not possible as it was against occupation health and safety guidelines.

I did not say anything and ended up cutting the soft bun with the handle of the spoon provided with the coffee. That evening I noticed a television commercial for the same bakery using a knife to score some bread that they were about to bake! False advertising I wonder? But that is another issue.

Am I alone in wondering how I survived so long in this dangerous world? In my youth I worked as a chef, well cook really with a fancy title, as a second job and I was let loose with knives of all sizes and do not recall hurting myself, any colleagues or the general public in fact the use of knives was the least of the risks I faced in that job.

I am all for risk management and safe work places but I question whether training on the safe use of knives or some form of plastic knife with a rounded tip that reduces the risk but still provides a modicum of customer service would be better than a sharp “no I can’t do that” would be a more appropriate option. I wonder how long it is before restaurants will be asking patrons to eat with their hands?

Cutting the finger bun with the handle of a spoon

I thought about carrying my own pocket knife for just such occasions but I would lose that the first time I fly and in some states be arrested for carrying a weapon.

While this is but a small example of what I think is a world gone mad, I question whether we really do need to wrap everyone up in cotton wool and then lose some of the joys of living.