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Just yesterday I managed to pick up a BARELY used Pocket Hobbit, and have been quickly falling in love with the thing. It just...very much suits me. So I've been spending some time working on drawing the darn thing and getting it opened fast.
Spent about an hour or so working on that tonight just before dinner when my son and I decided to go to McDonalds. Being an only child, the interaction with other children there makes a world of difference for him during the winters when we're up to our waists in snow.
So, we go in there, get our food, and I'm sitting there just like any other good daddy and reading the latest issue of "Tactical Knives", gettin' a few odd looks, but no big deal.
So, my son, being ever the neat freak like his mommy takes one look at his double cheeseburger and asks me to cut it for him.
I'm really not sure what the hell came over me. I remember something very primitive in the back of my mind saying "CUT THING GOOOOODD!!!!" as my hand flashed to the Pocket hobbit on the hip, slings it open with a loud "snap" and assaults the poor, hapless hamburger with the knife held in a reverse grip. I'm tellin' Ya', them double beef patties with cheese didn't stand a snowballs chance in hell....
It wasn't until after the burger was definitely severed in the most brutal, tactical way that I looked up and noted several pairs of parental eyes, carefully NOT looking at me. So, I turned a deep shade of crimson, felt like a total horses ass, slowly folded the knife under the table and put it away. undoubtedly made an idiot of myself. Not because there were children running nearby, or any safety hazards of that nature (I'm not that neanderthalic in my cognitive abilities) but that just doesn't impress the non-knife oriented kinda folks you frequently run into in places like that.
Basically I had a moment of total thoughtlessness, and used the wrong kinda knife, in the wrong kinda place.
Any of y'all ever had a moment of thoughtlessness like that? Maybe found yourself sitting bored in church, looking down and realizing that maybe you shouldn't be picking your nails with that Sifu during the sermon? Had co-workers jump back and give you "that look" when a box needed cut and you were just a little too fast for comfort whipping out that tactical wonder knife? I wanna hear about them!!
Sheepishly yours,
Mike
Spent about an hour or so working on that tonight just before dinner when my son and I decided to go to McDonalds. Being an only child, the interaction with other children there makes a world of difference for him during the winters when we're up to our waists in snow.
So, we go in there, get our food, and I'm sitting there just like any other good daddy and reading the latest issue of "Tactical Knives", gettin' a few odd looks, but no big deal.
So, my son, being ever the neat freak like his mommy takes one look at his double cheeseburger and asks me to cut it for him.
I'm really not sure what the hell came over me. I remember something very primitive in the back of my mind saying "CUT THING GOOOOODD!!!!" as my hand flashed to the Pocket hobbit on the hip, slings it open with a loud "snap" and assaults the poor, hapless hamburger with the knife held in a reverse grip. I'm tellin' Ya', them double beef patties with cheese didn't stand a snowballs chance in hell....

It wasn't until after the burger was definitely severed in the most brutal, tactical way that I looked up and noted several pairs of parental eyes, carefully NOT looking at me. So, I turned a deep shade of crimson, felt like a total horses ass, slowly folded the knife under the table and put it away. undoubtedly made an idiot of myself. Not because there were children running nearby, or any safety hazards of that nature (I'm not that neanderthalic in my cognitive abilities) but that just doesn't impress the non-knife oriented kinda folks you frequently run into in places like that.
Basically I had a moment of total thoughtlessness, and used the wrong kinda knife, in the wrong kinda place.
Any of y'all ever had a moment of thoughtlessness like that? Maybe found yourself sitting bored in church, looking down and realizing that maybe you shouldn't be picking your nails with that Sifu during the sermon? Had co-workers jump back and give you "that look" when a box needed cut and you were just a little too fast for comfort whipping out that tactical wonder knife? I wanna hear about them!!

Sheepishly yours,
Mike