It has been a long month, working 10 and 12 hour days to get ready for the big show..but finally everything is done, your bags are packed, and you are ready to leave for Oregon in the morning. The alarm goes off way too early and after a cup the mrs drops you off at the airport..its still dark, and after checking in you watch CNN for a while, all the time anticipating if the show is going to be worth all the work you have put into the last month. "Last Call to Eugene Oregon" comes over the loudspeaker and you move into the que and find your seat. A well dressed man in his forties is next to you, obviously traveling on business. "Hi, I'm Tim" .."Fred Wattington here"...after a few pleasantries he asks you what you do.."I am a custom knifemaker" is the answer..."custom knifemaker?? whats that? do you make knives for the green berets?" he laughs...."Well, actually I have done that" you answer..."No kidding...so you make weapons...has anyone ever been killed with one of your knives?" Taken back you answer"Actually I make art knives...custom knives to be appreciated" "ART KNIVES!!! are you telling me that you make weapons and call them art... stewardess..can you find me another seat......"
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