I don’t think I’ve ever used a can opener with any kind of confidence or skill. It’s maddening. I always feel like I just woke up after the Zombie/Nuclear/Plague/Religious Apocalypse, and am trying my best to open a bloated, mystery metal can with a rock, a twig, and a tailpipe from an abandoned Toyota Camry, all while doing my (second-rate) best to avoid both slashing my fingers AND sloshing the internal contents of the can all over my surroundings.
Actually, strike that – I’d have a better chance of success in the latter scenario.
Might be time to head to the junkyard.
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Can openers are such fickle things. They’re useful- if and when you can get them to work properly. But even then, it’s use at your own risk. Does opening that can of soup outweigh your desire to keep all five fingers on your hand fully intact? I suppose it just depends on how hungry you are… 😐😝
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The struggle is absolutely real! (If a bit insignificant in the scheme of things :))
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They are a pain in the butt. I totally agree!
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I also suck at ironing. 😉
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Haha! Yes, me too! You add dangerously hot metal into the mix, and I don’t stand a chance.
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Exactly!
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