Confessions of an EDC Moron

Just because you CAN do something doesn't mean you SHOULD do something.  That saying takes on a whole new dimension when you carry thing with you in to the hopes of being prepared for anything.

NOTE: The EDC Moron in this story is me.

About two months ago I was having my normal driving-around-like-a-crazy-person busy day.  I had a court hearing in one place and a meeting an hour or so away in another.  This is on top of my hour commute.  So I was going from the court hearing (which was just paperwork, no in-court appearance) to the meeting.  I looked in the rear view mirror and I caught a view of myself.  I noticed that I had missed a small patch of hair over my lip.  Normally it wouldn't be a big deal, but for some reason it bothered me.  I was carrying my Kershaw OD-2 (a knife I really like BTW) and I decided I would fix the problem.  I keep my knives shaving sharp, thanks a Spyderco Sharpmaker I got last year for Christmas.  So I popped open the blade and swick, swick, swick I was shaved, just like the Barber of Seville.  Then I thought about what I was doing.  I could have totally sliced my face and bled all over the place and my suit and showed up to the meeting looking like the butcher at the beginning of Texas Chainsaw Massacre (seriously, that's the guy you pick up as a hitchiker?).

So, again, just because you CAN do something doesn't mean you SHOULD do something.  Don't be stupid like me.

Anyone have any funny EDC related stories?