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My wound care nurse was put today to do a dressing change. I had an unopened box of supplies and he mentioned needing a knife. I was standing next to the box and, without really thinking, I pulled out my Manix 2 XL and sliced it open. Well, he immediately says, "Wow, that's not your normal pocket knife," and I silently sighed and thought "Ah, crap," and launched into my bit about how I collect a bit, blah, it's a utility knife, blah.
Well, I read it totally wrong. As soon as I mentioned collecting he asked if I sharpened and pulled out a beat up Smith and Wesson folder and asked if I would touch it up and admired my Spyderco at some length. I sharpened his knife up for him and now I'm thinking I'll pick out a decent folder to gift him as a thank you when we're done with all this nonsense.
Moral of the story? Not everyone out there thinks we're crazy, bizarre as it may be (and completely wrong in my case) some of them even think we're cool!
Well, I read it totally wrong. As soon as I mentioned collecting he asked if I sharpened and pulled out a beat up Smith and Wesson folder and asked if I would touch it up and admired my Spyderco at some length. I sharpened his knife up for him and now I'm thinking I'll pick out a decent folder to gift him as a thank you when we're done with all this nonsense.
Moral of the story? Not everyone out there thinks we're crazy, bizarre as it may be (and completely wrong in my case) some of them even think we're cool!