First of all (in order of importance), welcome to Mr. Bos...pleasure is all ours, Sir, I've heard nothing but legendary things about you and look forward to doing business with you in the near future.
The second thing is an ethical question and one that is weighing heavily on me at the moment (to be explained in the following text).
I received a kitchen/carving knife from a very nice Italian man (from my place of employment) that had seen the worst part of an evening of carving, slashing, crushing and maiming the meal of the night with a request to try and 'save' his kitchen delight. As I had entered into a previous agreement of skill trading (he's an accomplished tailor) I agreed to work on his 'sweetheart' and proceeded into the shop to do my magic (it is magic, isn't it?). Yes the knife is finished and yes the nice Italian man is more than satisfied that he can once more cherish his kitchen blade of choice.
Here's the ethical question...should I charge the nice Italian man the medical bills I incurred when I went into anaphalactic shock as a result of being exposed to old fish guts imbedded in the plastic(?) handle? You see, I'm deathly allergic to shellfish and seafood/oils, etc. of any kind and there was no odour until I started handling the knife
I say all this because, yet again, I have demonstrated my singular ability to be as sharp as a bag of bowling balls when it comes to blades and blade making. I also hope that it may give a smile to someone that desparately needs one
PS: Survived to carry on, won't give up the ship no matter what, Eh?
All the Best
Dileas Gu Brath
The second thing is an ethical question and one that is weighing heavily on me at the moment (to be explained in the following text).
I received a kitchen/carving knife from a very nice Italian man (from my place of employment) that had seen the worst part of an evening of carving, slashing, crushing and maiming the meal of the night with a request to try and 'save' his kitchen delight. As I had entered into a previous agreement of skill trading (he's an accomplished tailor) I agreed to work on his 'sweetheart' and proceeded into the shop to do my magic (it is magic, isn't it?). Yes the knife is finished and yes the nice Italian man is more than satisfied that he can once more cherish his kitchen blade of choice.
Here's the ethical question...should I charge the nice Italian man the medical bills I incurred when I went into anaphalactic shock as a result of being exposed to old fish guts imbedded in the plastic(?) handle? You see, I'm deathly allergic to shellfish and seafood/oils, etc. of any kind and there was no odour until I started handling the knife

I say all this because, yet again, I have demonstrated my singular ability to be as sharp as a bag of bowling balls when it comes to blades and blade making. I also hope that it may give a smile to someone that desparately needs one


PS: Survived to carry on, won't give up the ship no matter what, Eh?
All the Best
Dileas Gu Brath