at the risk of posting too much, a la wilfrid, i just remembered my first "kniving course"... there were a bunch of "beginners", and of course i thought the most of myself, having been a pretty decent cook for years. well, after about 2 minutes of carving up a raw bird, i cut my finger, blood and all....limping up to the teacher, with my tail between my legs, i got the following tidbit, at a very loud volume: "well, some has got to be the first". the rest of the class was relieved. and, of course, i felt like a complete idiot. there's nothing like bleeding in front of 30 people to slap some modesty on one's ass.