I found, upon examination, that I now had a little slit in the injured finger, about 1/4 inches long and about 1/16 or more inches deep.

At first, I tought that the tear-off tab on the disc sealing the top of the peanut butter jar was responsible, but apparently it was the sharp edge of the round disc itself, which extended betwee 1/16 to 1/8 of an inch straight out from the container. Are those edges usually folded down, or was the round seal simply made too large?

In any case, it hurt much more than most cuts of that size do, and I notified the Jiff customer line of the problem and gave my lot number.

Something to watch out for. If I had held the top so that no part of my finger was past the cap itself it wouldn't have happened.

I'm rather provoked over the incident. Who expects to be painfully slashed when opening up a jar of peanut butter?

My whole world view has shifted.

:o/

Additionally, I can visualize overworked workers being forced to up production speed before the holidays being blamed for the defect, instead of the managers that demanded unreasonable speed from the workers--just like the tactics BP used to cause the Gulf oil spill.

Will it never end?

:o(

The TSA today announced that peanut butter will no longer be allowed on board air flights within the Continental United States. This directive applies to both checked and carry on baggage.

"In an overabundance of caution and to ensure passenger and crew safety, we have made this decision based on the special science and reasoning process we use." stated Fred, TSA spokesperson who didn't want his last name used for security reasons.

This reporter has noted a recent surge in reported peanut butter paper cuts and assumes that to be the reason.

Updates as they become available.

I can see my pain and suffering are being derided.

Just wait 'till a jar gets YOU!

It is at least three times the size of the average paper cut.

*Sob*

:o(

Be prepared to receive a boilerplate follow up letter - not addressing your specific situation, but apologizing, nonetheless, with a couple of coupons for the next purchase of the product... which can be expected not to hurt you.

I was so annoyed I called Jiff and told them I had a friend who cut their finger on a lid and I'm getting $10 in coupons for just sorta knowing you ; )

All the plastic edges are smooth - guess your jar missed quality control.

Didn't realize that was a Smucker product. I should call and complain about their Strawberry Preserves - so much pectin it tears bread.

Everything is packed that way. I have a little chisel about the size of a #2 pencil that's real handy for poking through the cardboard backing on some things. You learn not to poke into the product contained therein. Didn't matter much with the solid tangle of Christmas ornament hooks I pried open.

It has a cap inside of a plastic covering which is supposed to come off easily, but which actually requires going around the whole neck of the bottle with a serrated knife using surgical precision.

Then, after removing the little plastic cup on top of the inner cap, you of course have to remove the cap.

Under the cap is a little seal with a tab that you are supposed to be able to pull to remove. Bear in mind, this is supposed to be for arthritis sufferers.

The little inner seal is impossible to pull off unless you happen to be a gorilla or the Darwinian equivalent. This is why you haven't put away the serrated knife yet.

Again using surgical skill, the inner seal has to be cut off by piercing it and then running in a circle around the whole mouth of the bottle (no, it still usually will not just pull off).

After finally opening the blinking thing, you then read that it has to be well shaken before consumption, so back on with the cap.

The first time I actually tasted the stuff I thought I would die. You would think a manufacturer could come up with a more appropriate cover flavor for crustacean shell derivatives than a nausiatingly sweet "berry" concoction, which somehow manages to convey the sense that a mouse died in the preparation vat.

If this were not the only stuff that helps my nearly-gone cartilage to survive, I would not touch it with a ten foot pole. I have called the manufacturer at least ten times begging them to make it taste like soy sauce or something--anything but what they are doing with it presently. I think the basic manufacturer may be Japanese, and most Asians have it stuck firmly in their skulls that, whereas they like salty flavorings, Americans like sweet ones. Pleas to the realities of diabetes in the elderly fall on deaf ears.

Brought to you by the some folks who also bottle up Coral Calcium, apparently obtained from the beautiful corals off of Nagasaki....

:o/

Oh, thanks to all those who felt my pain with me. There is nothing worse than a totally unanticipated injury; the shock to the system is remarkable. It's like having a fish fall from the sky and land on one's head.

Honest.

we lived in a little cottage at the end of a rough road on a point that was right on the Saanich Inlet. I was on my m motorcycle and as I belted out of the trail and onto the real road I surprised an eagle that had just taken a salmon. They pick up large fish, so large that they can hardly fly, never mind gain altitude.

So, anyway the fish ripped out of the eagles talons and actually hit me.

I stopped and picked up the salmon, a large spring that was still alive!

The eagle settled into an adjacent tree and gave me the stink eye.

Grilled over alder coals with a wild sorrel sauce, if I remember correctly. Thank you eagle.

Eibren, I am taking a break from reading Dave Barry's Year in Review. IMO you could easily step in and take his place. LOL. I sympathize. I know that serrated knife ploy all too well.

I'm with you on the overzealous use of shrink wrap sealer; that stuff is dangerous. Still, I bet that's not as bad as having a bird (or ten or one hundred or ONE THOUSAND) drop out of the sky on your head...

Some settling does occur during shipment... but not THAT much! It's scientifically impossible to lose half a container of anything to "some settling during shipment"!

(coughing) Ripoff!

My kitchen is equipped with all manner of church keys to pop the seals on jar lids, a small adjustable wrench to grab the tab and pry up the "easy" foil seal on coffee cans or twist off a small plastic bottle cap , the rubber grippers for lids, sturdy little knife to separate the cap from the lip ring on a plastic milk jug...

The child resistant caps on meds are the worst - it was an epiphany moment when I realized I was trying too hard with those and getting frustrated. I've got those aced without tools now.

Finding the arrows to line up on the aspirin jar can be a small challenge at times... but it's not entry to products that angers me; it's the amount of packaging used that all gets thrown away to end up in landfills!

There are just so many other things on the market for which you cannot request an easy open.

She said my concern "would be reported".

I will get coupons.

:o/

I think tonight, I will dream of eagles dropping fish on my head.

And fighting to open containers.

And I never got any coupons out of the deal.

Pardon me, is that gray poop on ...

... your lapel?

Or dealing with little tear tabs that stop tearing - or respond so vigorously that the floor is deluged with sesame seeds?

Deepest sympathy for anyone with arthritis in hands. I had RSI for a while and that was exquisite misery. Opening anything, particularly milk cartons, was something to be avoided.

How on earth did we survive the Good Old Days and minimalist packaging?!

I usually transfer items into storage containers, anyway... like oatmeal, rice or whatever... so if I have to damage or destroy the original packaging because it won't open how it should, it's no big deal.

Arthritics adapt - faucets with levers rather than dials; never using somebody's delicate teacups that you can't safely get your index finger through; never sitting in a chair that's too low or too poofy to get out of.

Those of you hale and hearty probably have no concept of the adaptions people make.

unless you're related.

Anyway, my mother thinks I'm a female version of Hercules because I can open a jar, or chop up a fallen palm frond.

Proper perspective was never her strong point.

I consider them Rachmaninoff Hands.
Double jointed thumbs and fingers are almost requirements to play Rachmaninoff. ;)

It is interesting to me that you actually contacted the company, Eibren. That just never would have occurred to me unless it was an obvious universal safety problem. Enjoy your coupons!

Many times I have vowed to contact a company to complain about a problem or poor service, but almost every time I just chalk it up to another day of inconvenience and move on.

I have a pot of homemade vegetable soup on the burner--DD's last request before returning to college. No cuts in chopping carrots, celery or potatoes. :)

Tell that to all the people who died eating Tylenol back in 1982 (I think that was the year), when packaging requirements were redefined, giving us what's in place today.

I'll deal with packaging.

Sometimes I think a safety seal on a 98 cent bottle of aspirin should be enough - if it's intact I wouldn't feel it necessary to look for hypodermic needle holes. Then the dumb thing comes in a sealed carton, with a shrink-wrap plastic around the neck, and a child-proof cap under which is another safety seal and a wad of cotton that would choke a horse. No wonder we get headaches.

The last real trial I had was the heavy duty cardboard box my Radio Flyer wagon came in - you know the cartons where the heavy duty metal staples have ground down into the box so you struggle to find something to to work under them. The bits and parts along with pages of exploded drawings were no challenge compared to the box.

Oh, I have a box cutter on hand, too - but there are some things you just don't want to slice in to.

I feel it is the least I can do, as a retired person, to take up some of the slack for those still in the excruciating H*** for what passes as "employment" these days.

Besides, I didn't like the thought of hundreds of mothers rushing to make pb sandwiches for their kids, only to be interrupted by a painful, bleeding cut. I felt that if my container was faulty, others in the same lot probably were, too.

I also make reports to Homeland Security whenever I see anything suspicious.

Best wishes
Jon

I have to go make sure none of these products are in my home. Good luck everyone!
Tally HO!