I live in San Diego, where it's legal to openly carry a fixed-blade. Here are four stories of strangers commenting on my knife.
One evening I was walking out of a convenience store and there was a kid maybe 12 years old hanging around the parking lot selling candy bars from a box (for his school, church, whatever). I was impressed by how assertive the kid was as he wasn't the least bit shy about talking to strangers. After I declined to buy any candy he sees the fixed-blade hanging on my belt and asks "Is that a knife?", I said "Yeah", he asked "Why do you carry a knife?", I smiled at him and without skipping a beat I answered "In case I run out of bullets". His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open, and he stood there in silent shock as I climbed onto my motorcycle, fired it up and rode away. I guess I was feeling a bit like a wise-ass that evening.
One evening, as I was standing in a Taco Bell waiting for my take-out order to be finished, a middle-aged guy waiting next to me saw my fixed-blade hanging upside-down from my belt in a kydex sheath. He said "Excuse me", I looked over and he asked "What keeps the knife from falling out of the sheath?", and I responded by briefly explaining how a kydex sheath works. He was satisfied with my answer and that was the end of he conversation.
On one recent occasion I was sitting on my bike in a parking lot when a guy passing by saw my fixed-blade hanging from my belt. He stopped, and in a very friendly manner he proceeded to tell me that it was illegal and that if a cop saw it I would be arrested. I know my local knife laws like I know my name and address so I politely and briefly explained that both my knife and how I was carrying it were completely legal. But he insisted that I was wrong and that I was breaking the law, etc, etc. He seemed like a nice guy, like he was genuinely concerned for me. So I just smiled and thanked him for his concern, then I rode away.
One day I visited a Home Depot store. I was openly carrying a fixed-blade in a back-pocket sheath. I parked my bike in front of the store among the barbecues and potted plants. There was an empty cop car parked in front of the store very near where I parked. When I left the store there were two cops sitting in the car. As I was getting ready to leave the two cops got out of the car and the senior cop said "Excuse me sir, can I talk to you for a moment?". He then proceeded to tell me that he noticed the bottom of my jacket was covering my knife and that technically that made it "concealed" (I got warm while shopping and unzipped my jacket, unintentionally causing the bottom to cover the knife handle). But this was just a friendly warning, the cop indicated that he didn't care about the knife but that he didn't want me to get into trouble if some other cop saw it. I thanked him for the heads-up, zipped-up my jacket to expose the knife again, they got back into their car and we went our separate ways. He never asked to see my ID or took possession of the knife or asked me why I was carrying it.
I really like that last story, and never miss an opportunity to tell it as I like to share stories about positive interactions with cool cops.
One evening I was walking out of a convenience store and there was a kid maybe 12 years old hanging around the parking lot selling candy bars from a box (for his school, church, whatever). I was impressed by how assertive the kid was as he wasn't the least bit shy about talking to strangers. After I declined to buy any candy he sees the fixed-blade hanging on my belt and asks "Is that a knife?", I said "Yeah", he asked "Why do you carry a knife?", I smiled at him and without skipping a beat I answered "In case I run out of bullets". His eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open, and he stood there in silent shock as I climbed onto my motorcycle, fired it up and rode away. I guess I was feeling a bit like a wise-ass that evening.
One evening, as I was standing in a Taco Bell waiting for my take-out order to be finished, a middle-aged guy waiting next to me saw my fixed-blade hanging upside-down from my belt in a kydex sheath. He said "Excuse me", I looked over and he asked "What keeps the knife from falling out of the sheath?", and I responded by briefly explaining how a kydex sheath works. He was satisfied with my answer and that was the end of he conversation.
On one recent occasion I was sitting on my bike in a parking lot when a guy passing by saw my fixed-blade hanging from my belt. He stopped, and in a very friendly manner he proceeded to tell me that it was illegal and that if a cop saw it I would be arrested. I know my local knife laws like I know my name and address so I politely and briefly explained that both my knife and how I was carrying it were completely legal. But he insisted that I was wrong and that I was breaking the law, etc, etc. He seemed like a nice guy, like he was genuinely concerned for me. So I just smiled and thanked him for his concern, then I rode away.
One day I visited a Home Depot store. I was openly carrying a fixed-blade in a back-pocket sheath. I parked my bike in front of the store among the barbecues and potted plants. There was an empty cop car parked in front of the store very near where I parked. When I left the store there were two cops sitting in the car. As I was getting ready to leave the two cops got out of the car and the senior cop said "Excuse me sir, can I talk to you for a moment?". He then proceeded to tell me that he noticed the bottom of my jacket was covering my knife and that technically that made it "concealed" (I got warm while shopping and unzipped my jacket, unintentionally causing the bottom to cover the knife handle). But this was just a friendly warning, the cop indicated that he didn't care about the knife but that he didn't want me to get into trouble if some other cop saw it. I thanked him for the heads-up, zipped-up my jacket to expose the knife again, they got back into their car and we went our separate ways. He never asked to see my ID or took possession of the knife or asked me why I was carrying it.
I really like that last story, and never miss an opportunity to tell it as I like to share stories about positive interactions with cool cops.