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„I used to cut vegetables in the kitchen. String beans had to be cut into one *inch
pieces. The way you were supposed to do it was: You hold two beans in one hand, the
knife in the other, and you press the knife against the beans and your thumb, almost
cutting yourself. It was a slow process. So I put my mind to it, and I got a pretty good
idea. I sat down at the wooden table outside the kitchen, put a bowl in my lap, and stuck a
very sharp knife into the table at a forty*five*degree angle away from me. Then I put a
pile of the string beans on each side, and I'd pick out a bean, one in each hand, and bring
it towards me with enough speed that it would slice, and the pieces would slide into the
bowl that was in my lap.
So I'm slicing beans one after the other ** chig, chig, chig, chig, chig ** and
everybody's giving me the beans, and I'm going like sixty when the boss comes by and
says, "What are you doing?"
I say, "Look at the way I have of cutting beans!" ** and just at that moment I put a
finger through instead of a bean. Blood came out and went on the beans, and there was a
big excitement: "Look at how many beans you spoiled! What a stupid way to do things!" and so on. So I was never able to make any improvement, which would have been easy ** with a guard, or something ** but no, there was no chance for improvement.”
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