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When I was about 18, I got a job at the local knife shop in the mall. Back then, I knew very little about knives, other than that I was obsessed with them. At the time, the store had only one CRK. It was a small Sebenza with a graphic that, if I recall, was some sort of fly fishing motif. Knowing as little about knives as I did, I could hardly see why the knife was so darned expensive. Every once in a while, a customer would come in, ask to see a range of knives, I would pull that one out simply to give them an idea of the price range and see what they were looking for. One day, a woman came in looking for a "nice knife" for her husband.
"Does he like to fish?" I asked.
"Actually, yes, he does."
I brought out the Sebenza and was surprised when this woman, said she would take it. She admitted that she didn't know a lot about knives, nor did her husband. But it looked nice, and apparently, money wasn't an issue.
After I sold it, one of the guys had just come back from lunch.
"Hey, I sold that Chris Reeve knife!"
"Really? Cool! What are you going to do with your bonus?"
"Bonus?"
We didn't work on commission, so I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Sure! You sell a CRK, and Chris Reeve himself calls you to personally thank you and sends you $50. It's not everyday that somebody sells one of those."
Wow! These CRK's must be a pretty big deal, I thought to myself. What was I going to say to this quasi-celebrity?
I spent the whole day pleased as hell about myself.
The next day, that manager was in.
"So, I sold that Chris Reeve knife."
"Oh yeah? Good for you!"
"Yup..."
I waited all day for him to say something about my bonus and my phone call, but he didn't say a word. It was during the holidays, after all. He was busy. I'm sure he had just forgotten about it.
The next day, I brought it up again...
"I'm still surprised she bought that Chris Reeve knife. Pretty cool, huh? I hear they are pretty rare."
"Sure... Pretty cool."
Maybe he had forgotten what happens when you sell one of these babies. "Hey, you guys have my phone number, right?"
"Um. Yeah. I think so."
"Ok. Cool..."
About a week went by. Still, no phone call. No $50. My coworker would just shake his head every time I saw him. He even started to make me think that maybe the manager was going to pocket the $50 for himself and take all the credit when Chris called. I finally had it up to here with this, and with my co-worker building me up with confidence, I confronted my manager.
"So, any word on that Chris Reeve knife?"
"Which Chris Reeve knife?"
"The one that I sold."
"You sold another? I didn't know we got another one in stock."
"No. The same one. Does he call the store, or my home number?"
"Does who call?"
"Chris Reeve."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
It was around this time that my co-worker excused himself to the back room. He couldn't contain himself anymore.
"You know, my $50... and my phone call."
By now, the manager began laughing his head off as well. I don't think he fully realized just how bad I had been taken in by what now seemed like the most ridiculous prank anyone had ever pulled on me, but him and this co-worker took about ten minutes to fully compose themselves. All the while, I couldn't help looking at all the other knives in the case and wonder which would be best to use to end my total embarrassment.
As I write about this silly little event, I still can't believe just how dumb I must have looked.
But... you know... another part of me still thinks they may have been holding out on me...
Thanks for reading. I've been lurking this forum for a few weeks now, but not owning any CRK products, I've simply had no reason to post. I'm currently working on selling off a bunch of the lesser used portions of my collection to fund a Large Sebenza 21 (w/Micarta inlay preferably) purchase. I've really been appreciating all of the great information here as well of the amazing pics you all are so keen on posting. Hopefully I will have some of my own to add soon.
"Does he like to fish?" I asked.
"Actually, yes, he does."
I brought out the Sebenza and was surprised when this woman, said she would take it. She admitted that she didn't know a lot about knives, nor did her husband. But it looked nice, and apparently, money wasn't an issue.
After I sold it, one of the guys had just come back from lunch.
"Hey, I sold that Chris Reeve knife!"
"Really? Cool! What are you going to do with your bonus?"
"Bonus?"
We didn't work on commission, so I had no idea what he was talking about.
"Sure! You sell a CRK, and Chris Reeve himself calls you to personally thank you and sends you $50. It's not everyday that somebody sells one of those."
Wow! These CRK's must be a pretty big deal, I thought to myself. What was I going to say to this quasi-celebrity?
I spent the whole day pleased as hell about myself.
The next day, that manager was in.
"So, I sold that Chris Reeve knife."
"Oh yeah? Good for you!"
"Yup..."
I waited all day for him to say something about my bonus and my phone call, but he didn't say a word. It was during the holidays, after all. He was busy. I'm sure he had just forgotten about it.
The next day, I brought it up again...
"I'm still surprised she bought that Chris Reeve knife. Pretty cool, huh? I hear they are pretty rare."
"Sure... Pretty cool."
Maybe he had forgotten what happens when you sell one of these babies. "Hey, you guys have my phone number, right?"
"Um. Yeah. I think so."
"Ok. Cool..."
About a week went by. Still, no phone call. No $50. My coworker would just shake his head every time I saw him. He even started to make me think that maybe the manager was going to pocket the $50 for himself and take all the credit when Chris called. I finally had it up to here with this, and with my co-worker building me up with confidence, I confronted my manager.
"So, any word on that Chris Reeve knife?"
"Which Chris Reeve knife?"
"The one that I sold."
"You sold another? I didn't know we got another one in stock."
"No. The same one. Does he call the store, or my home number?"
"Does who call?"
"Chris Reeve."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
It was around this time that my co-worker excused himself to the back room. He couldn't contain himself anymore.
"You know, my $50... and my phone call."
By now, the manager began laughing his head off as well. I don't think he fully realized just how bad I had been taken in by what now seemed like the most ridiculous prank anyone had ever pulled on me, but him and this co-worker took about ten minutes to fully compose themselves. All the while, I couldn't help looking at all the other knives in the case and wonder which would be best to use to end my total embarrassment.
As I write about this silly little event, I still can't believe just how dumb I must have looked.
But... you know... another part of me still thinks they may have been holding out on me...
Thanks for reading. I've been lurking this forum for a few weeks now, but not owning any CRK products, I've simply had no reason to post. I'm currently working on selling off a bunch of the lesser used portions of my collection to fund a Large Sebenza 21 (w/Micarta inlay preferably) purchase. I've really been appreciating all of the great information here as well of the amazing pics you all are so keen on posting. Hopefully I will have some of my own to add soon.
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