I'm starting to think no one I work with is qualified to run a decent knife!
A lady that we recently hired was cutting buns for the bread service with the crummiest disposable serrated we have tonight, and nice guy that I am I offered her my Kershaw Pure Komachi serrated bread knife. It's a cheapie that I'm not worried about lending, but even so it's shaving sharp. Even though I always warn people that I keep serrated knives a lot sharper than they're used to seeing they either don't believe me or can't really understand just how much sharper it really is.
Anyways, I walk around the corner and she's holding a roll in her left hand and cutting it with her right, towards her palm. I almost tell her she'd best use a cutting board with that knife but I didn't want to insult her intelligence.
I was in a hurry besides. Once I finish what I'm working on I decide I should try to straighten her out but by then she'd already put a pretty good slice into her palm.
Nothing that needs stitches, though- she's better off than the last guy that borrowed my Tojiro gyuto...
Now she's too afraid of my knives to use them again. Oh, well. As my Grampa used to say, "That's how you learn."