Okay, in the past, we have alluded to humerous stories involving the use or display of our HI products so I'm opening a new thread to see if any new stories are out there. Pitch in and give us something to chuckle about.
As some here may know, I do this thing called cop work (which, as of late, has been busy). I also get many of my HI stuff shipped to work so this means admiring the blades out behind the station which is in a publicly accessible area.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, got my villager finish Tarwar and got a hot call. So the Tarwar got put in the front of the car and off I go. Some time later, I arrest a hot headed loud mouth on warrants for assaulting family members. Guy is in the backseat of my car, chipping away and being a general ass. While waiting for the meeting patrol unit, I decided that it would be the perfect time to admire the new Tarwar. Unsheath it and the dome light in the car glows off the blade. Oddly enough, I hear a whisper from the back, "Holy s*** . . . " After 15 minutes of nearly non-stop chipping, he shuts up and has big eyes, staring at the blade, then at me, the blade, me, etc. Meanwhile, I check the edge (sharp) and test on a piece of paper. Works pretty well, cuts okay but enough to make some jagged cuts. I look back and see him become the incredible shrinking prisoner as he attempts to become one with the back seat, looking at the blade, looking at me, Tarwar, me, etc.
I suspect that the Kami's would have smiled.
As some here may know, I do this thing called cop work (which, as of late, has been busy). I also get many of my HI stuff shipped to work so this means admiring the blades out behind the station which is in a publicly accessible area.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, got my villager finish Tarwar and got a hot call. So the Tarwar got put in the front of the car and off I go. Some time later, I arrest a hot headed loud mouth on warrants for assaulting family members. Guy is in the backseat of my car, chipping away and being a general ass. While waiting for the meeting patrol unit, I decided that it would be the perfect time to admire the new Tarwar. Unsheath it and the dome light in the car glows off the blade. Oddly enough, I hear a whisper from the back, "Holy s*** . . . " After 15 minutes of nearly non-stop chipping, he shuts up and has big eyes, staring at the blade, then at me, the blade, me, etc. Meanwhile, I check the edge (sharp) and test on a piece of paper. Works pretty well, cuts okay but enough to make some jagged cuts. I look back and see him become the incredible shrinking prisoner as he attempts to become one with the back seat, looking at the blade, looking at me, Tarwar, me, etc.
I suspect that the Kami's would have smiled.
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I would have thought it impossible!