Man, most of my friends understand my growing knife addiction and know how to handle them, but there are a few notable stories.
First, a guy I met through a friend thought he would check the sharpness of my knife by pressing his thumb directly into the blade. I mean he pressed his thumb straight into the blade, and I didn't even have time to stop him. Next thing you know, he yelps out and tries to hand me back my knife and blame me for getting himself cut. I specifically asked him not to try and "check the sharpness" with his fingers, and now he is not qualified to handle anything sharp or pointy.
Second story, since I'm a college student, I meet a ton of dudes who think they are hardcore because they've handled a knife before. I accidently left my door unlocked, and my roommate decided to let his dumbass mall ninja friend know I owned knives. When I get back home, this fool is playing with one of my knives (luckily the only one I left out was a cheapo 5 dollar knife to practice sharpening on), and this fool decides to tell me he could have wasted me before I could have even reacted. After this event, my door is always locked when I leave my room, and no one except for handpicked and qualified friends are even allowed to look at my knives.
Also, even though I'm a pretty liberal person myself, going to a liberal college can sometimes have its downsides. I was working on a poster with a group of people off campus at my place, when I pulled out a SAK to use the scissors to cut open some colored paper, the girls in my group asked why I would carry a deadly weapon. Luckily, none of them happened to notice my fullsize BM Presidio

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