Well, i have been working in this industry for more than 10 years now.
I knew there were risk around me: broken glasses, slippery surfaces, drunk and aggresive customers, knives, slicer, electrical materials.....

10 years of doing fine, no injuries, never been to hospital...

When i became sommelier, it seemed that the risk increased: champagne cork, corkscrew and more drunk and misbehaving customers to handle...

but i was still doing fine.... untill last saturday.

Busy night, the bar is packed. As a good manager (well i hope i am) i try to help everywhere i can. A bit of service, a bit of floor, checking on my security, serving again and then helping cleaning glasses.
It was at this point that my luck in this industry stopped.

holding a bunch a glasses in my right hand, i took a martini glasses in my left hand and suddenly this glass smashed in my hand.
I didn't feel anything at first but saw my hand going all red and th blood dripping on the floor, i realised as well the panic stare of my colleague.

Rushing to the office to have a look under some proper lights i realised that the cut was deep, i had to go to the hospital.

10 years of luck ending like that... i was feeling like a football player sent off during a big game because of an injury due to an awful tackle.

You see sometimes these players crying. I understood this day that the tears were not related to the pain, but by one sad feeling: " i left my team down"

I have to go to the hospital meanwhile they are struggling in the bar.

but the worst thing is the epilogue: the tendons are touched, i had to be operate, will have hand therapy...
6 weeks without using my left hand.

Why now? the wine tasting are doing so well. I have a lot of private to come and lot of inqueries for the public tasting

Some will have to be cancelled, some others to be delayed....

that is the way it is, nothing i can do.....

Will i stay 6 weeks doing nothing? NO WAY!!!

i am gonna work, only able to check on the team, but unable to help much with service. Like a football player on the substitute bench.

Believe me, the pain is not coming from the wound.

only one thing that i wish, touching wood. Let's hope my luck in this industry come back for at least the 10 following years.