"Oops, I didn't mean to bring this here."

Forgot to take my Spyderco P'kal out of my pocket before going to the airport once. Still to this day I have no idea how I managed to talk my way out of that.

 

Had a tiny key-ring SAK on my keys while entering a court...paper thin blade of about 1.5 inch...would have never thought it to be an issue...

The 'socially unpleasant' guards gave me attitude over it upon entering and exiting the building...made a joke of it while leaving...

Bout it.

 

This completely non-threatening knife (conveniently labeled "AUTOMATIC" probably because it qualifies as a gravity knife) made it through airport security, clipped to the outside of my backpack, and onto the plane--unbeknownst to me until after we landed:


(P.S. My mall-ninjery phase is over.)

 

When I was a teenager my family was visiting Washington DC and took the basic tour of the White House. My SAK set off the metal detector and two Secret Service guys immediately grabbed me and frisked me, pulling out the knife. There wasn't any polite "Sir can you please step over here" or anything like that, just grab and throw against the wall. The let me keep it, so I guess it wasn't a big deal, but it was an interesting moment.

 

Although I must admit it is a very nice mall-ninja knife Nice work airport security LOL

 

i live near a large post office, and as you know its a federal building. well i just so happen to open carry a glock 30 sf and i have multiple knives on me. well i was in a rush not paying attention and as i walk in and stand in line to get a mo a gentlemen in a very nicely pressed uniform gets my attention....yup. i said "ohh shit" as i realized why he got my attention. i told him that i had honestly forgot about the gun. he just laughed. i guess a big country boy wearing flannel and a cowboy hat was not a threat. he told me to just be more careful next time. so got the mo order sent out and had a good laugh with the cop. could have been MUCH worse.

 

Benchmade 970. 2005 Final Four.

An understanding security guard let things slide.

 

Earlier this year, my wife called and advised me that our three year old had a seizure, 911 had been called, and the paramedics were on the way. I heard the siren in the background as she was getting off the phone. The nearest hospital to where they were was an inner city facility. When i arrived, still in a state of panic i had my BM Griptilian in my left front pocket, and my EDC Moore Maker stockman slipjoint in my right. When I saw the metal detector I simply threw my Grip into the trash bin and proceeded to go through. When my slippie set it off, I showed it, expecting them to say it was okay, however they wouldn't let me in with it. So, into the trash it went.

To top it off, our little girl was never in any danger. She had a febril seizure due to a 102 degree temperature, very common with little kids. The BM can be replaced, but I really miss that pocket worn, Camillus made slippie which had been my constant companion over several years.

 

My worst story is about removing a weapon from a location. In my Army days I drove off post, in my pov, with a M240 on my trunk lid. We had just got back from a convoy training drill and were cleaning weapons in front of the barracks. One of my buddies was cleaning the SAW and put it on my trunk while he cleaned his M4. I finished with my pcms, weapon turn in and headed home. I got about two stoplights off of post when someone flagged me down and told me about the belt fed automatic weapon just sitting there on my trunk. No idea how it stayed there but luckily it did. There was an a-hole 1LT that tried to nail me to the wall for leaving with the weapon but I explained the situation to my 1stSGT and all that happened was the whole unit had to sit through a 2hr briefing on weapon retention.

 

Would have LOVED to see the people next to you at the stoplight.

 

Heh thats great.

 

It's funny now but I bet I was white as a sheet the whole drive back.

 

I once crossed from Canada to US at Vermont by car. There was a problem and we all had to get out of the car and head into the main office to be checked out (paperwork). I realized while standing in front of the desk that I had a push-dagger clipped to my boot. When no-one was looking I casually walked over to the window with my back to the staff and dropped the knife into a cup of coffee, then put the lid on the coffee and dropped it into the trash.
To this day I don't know what the knife laws are like in Vermont, but I do know that in a lot of jurisdictions push-daggers are trouble.

 

A couple years ago I was at a Rockies vs Cubs spring training game, and after about a mile walk from the nearest place we could find to park, we got to the gates and a security guard pointed at me and said "you have to leave that outside". I was confused, because there were hundreds of other people bringing bottles of water into the park. Then I realized he was pointing at my knife clipped to my pocket. So I asked my friend for his car keys, but instead of walking another 2 miles, I just walked around to another gate, with the knife in my pocket, rather than clipped to it.

Then there was the time I brought a Benchmade 43 Bali-Song to jury duty. It was at the bottom of my backpack, and I had forgotten I had brought it to work the previous day to show off. Luckily, they're not illegal here in AZ, and there's enough people carrying knives and guns that they have place to hold onto those things until you're done. And I was so careful that time to rid myself of any possible weapons except a pen. The first time I went to jury duty they demanded to hold onto the 3 small allen head wrenches that I keep in case I need to work on my bike.

 

Ironically, in VT, you can carry almost anything you want, concealed or openly, without permit, even handguns. The only knife restriction is switchblades longer than 3". You didn't have anything whatsoever to worry about.

 

I've forgotten that I had knives on me several times when walking into airports or court buildings... I always get just far enough inside where it's obnoxious to have to turn around and run back to my car.

One of these days I'll forget for just a bit too long, and I'll probably end up losing a knife...

 

I might have had a seizure. I couldn't even laugh at your story.

 

Crap:grumpy:

 

I walked into a court building, expecting to be able to check my knife at the desk/metal detector. So I asked the guards if they did receipts or if they would just hold it for me. They then proceeded to tell me that it was illegal to have a switchblade, then had the gall to tell me that I wasn't active duty... so I showed them my ID. Luckily their boss came over, took my knife from them and told me to slip it in my pocket.

Things have changed, used to be able to check knives in, now before trips or federal buildings I do a thorough pat down.

Another time I had a knife in a backpack that I was going to check and then decided that there would be room, so it was seen in the x-ray machine, and again a supervisor let me go check the backpack.

Visiting the statue of liberty, a guard had to go ask his supervisor if my flashlight was allowed. If you go there, take a flashlight, they have horrible lighting in places... and book way ahead of time to get up top, limited tickets to go all the way.