The fear of snapping it closed on my finger was so real. My dad's fear mongering stories of "his buddy's" finger falling off was enough to keep me responsible.
Although later years, I've even used them as hammers in dire situations. I still miss the days we could fly with them as carryons.
Jan. 11, 2024, 2:59 a.m. - Deniz Merdano
The fear of snapping it closed on my finger was so real. My dad's fear mongering stories of "his buddy's" finger falling off was enough to keep me responsible. Although later years, I've even used them as hammers in dire situations. I still miss the days we could fly with them as carryons.