I work in a warehouse, so a lot of the guys there carry and use knives. But I am by far the person most interested in knives and one of the very few that *ALWAYS* has a knife on them. So when people need a knife, they often ask me.
I was sitting at my desk today doing the paperwork (the desk is in the warehouse itself), and a co-worker came up to ask if he could use my knife to cut out a picture from one of the ad inserts we were feeding into the newspaper. He wanted to tape it on someone's locker as a joke. I said "sure" and handed him my Buck 110.
Now, the Buck 110 isn't a super high-end knife, but most of the people there carry swap-meet-quality knives, so a real Buck is a "really good knife" to most of them. And I used to only carry swap-meet-quality knives, so that is what he was expecting me to hand him.
He was impressed by how it looked and ran his thumb up the blade. I guess he did it with the same amount of force he normally uses on cheapo knives, because it cut him. "Whoa! That thing is sharp". He proceeded to cut out the picture, exacto-knife-style, while keeping pressure on his thumb with the index finger on the same hand. His eyes got very big at how easily the knife cut out the picture.
When he gave the knife back I cleaned it off a bit on my shirt. Just before I put it back in the sheath, another co-worker walked up and asked about it.
"is that your new knife?" "no, I've had it for a little while, but it's pretty new."
I handed it to him, and he opened and closed it. Well, almost. As it closed he made some sort of mistake (I don't know exactly what) because the blade hit a finger on his left hand (while holding the handle with the right). Blood gushed out and he went to get a band-aid.
The first time one of my knives has ever drawn the blood of another*, and it happens twice in one day.
*Actually, the only time one of my knives has ever drawn my blood was the same Buck 110 a few days before.
It is a very sadistic knife!
I was sitting at my desk today doing the paperwork (the desk is in the warehouse itself), and a co-worker came up to ask if he could use my knife to cut out a picture from one of the ad inserts we were feeding into the newspaper. He wanted to tape it on someone's locker as a joke. I said "sure" and handed him my Buck 110.
Now, the Buck 110 isn't a super high-end knife, but most of the people there carry swap-meet-quality knives, so a real Buck is a "really good knife" to most of them. And I used to only carry swap-meet-quality knives, so that is what he was expecting me to hand him.
He was impressed by how it looked and ran his thumb up the blade. I guess he did it with the same amount of force he normally uses on cheapo knives, because it cut him. "Whoa! That thing is sharp". He proceeded to cut out the picture, exacto-knife-style, while keeping pressure on his thumb with the index finger on the same hand. His eyes got very big at how easily the knife cut out the picture.
When he gave the knife back I cleaned it off a bit on my shirt. Just before I put it back in the sheath, another co-worker walked up and asked about it.
"is that your new knife?" "no, I've had it for a little while, but it's pretty new."
I handed it to him, and he opened and closed it. Well, almost. As it closed he made some sort of mistake (I don't know exactly what) because the blade hit a finger on his left hand (while holding the handle with the right). Blood gushed out and he went to get a band-aid.
The first time one of my knives has ever drawn the blood of another*, and it happens twice in one day.
*Actually, the only time one of my knives has ever drawn my blood was the same Buck 110 a few days before.
It is a very sadistic knife!