The Finest Cuts

Working at Uni selling the course readers is not exactly a dangerous occupation most of the time. The odd strain from lifting big bulging boxes of books, the odd stubbing of toe on cabinet corners (steel caps are invaluable!). But the paper cuts! I look like I've been possessed by a violent fit of Emo- small scracthes all over my hands and wrists, with a few choice big slices across my inner forearms. Pwetty...