When I say a 'true' vintage knife, I mean that it was an old knife being carried and used by its original owner.
I work in a store, and a regular customer came in to look at hand held vacuum cleaners.
Since he's a nice old dude and a very regular customer, I didn't mind opening one of the boxes to show him the vacuum properly.
Well, I don't like to whip out my knives in front of customers just in case one freaks out one day (you never know) so I was doing all the non-knife person nonsense like hunting for scissors and digging around for my keys.
Anyway, this guy pulls a small knife out of his pants pocket, cuts the tape, and repockets his knife.
I got all excited and asked him to have a look at it.
As he got it out of his pocket, he said 'this knife's probably older than you!'
I'm sorry to say that I didn't recognise the pattern. It was about the same size as a peanut, and like a peanut it had clip main and pen secondary blades.
The handle was not like a peanut though, the bolsters were blunt and the handle was mostly straight, not serpentine.
Both blades were black with patina, blunt as butterknives, and the main blade had a large chip missing from the edge.
I showed him the RR barlow that I happened to be carrying, and he seemed mildly interested, but although he seemed to like it, he also seemed slightly baffled that I was interested in his knife.
This struck it home to me. He wasn't carrying that little knife because he likes knives, and he wasn't particularly sentimental about the one he's been carrying for several decades.
He never takes his knife out of his pocket to admire it, and probably forgets it's there until he needs to use it.
He isn't a knife nut, yet he has edc'd probably since he was a kid.
He carries it simply because he finds it useful enough to warrant keeping it in his pocket.
I know this must be commonplace, but it's the first time I have personally ever seen an old knife 'in the wild', carried every day in an urban setting.
Made my day
I work in a store, and a regular customer came in to look at hand held vacuum cleaners.
Since he's a nice old dude and a very regular customer, I didn't mind opening one of the boxes to show him the vacuum properly.
Well, I don't like to whip out my knives in front of customers just in case one freaks out one day (you never know) so I was doing all the non-knife person nonsense like hunting for scissors and digging around for my keys.
Anyway, this guy pulls a small knife out of his pants pocket, cuts the tape, and repockets his knife.
I got all excited and asked him to have a look at it.
As he got it out of his pocket, he said 'this knife's probably older than you!'
I'm sorry to say that I didn't recognise the pattern. It was about the same size as a peanut, and like a peanut it had clip main and pen secondary blades.
The handle was not like a peanut though, the bolsters were blunt and the handle was mostly straight, not serpentine.
Both blades were black with patina, blunt as butterknives, and the main blade had a large chip missing from the edge.
I showed him the RR barlow that I happened to be carrying, and he seemed mildly interested, but although he seemed to like it, he also seemed slightly baffled that I was interested in his knife.
This struck it home to me. He wasn't carrying that little knife because he likes knives, and he wasn't particularly sentimental about the one he's been carrying for several decades.
He never takes his knife out of his pocket to admire it, and probably forgets it's there until he needs to use it.
He isn't a knife nut, yet he has edc'd probably since he was a kid.
He carries it simply because he finds it useful enough to warrant keeping it in his pocket.
I know this must be commonplace, but it's the first time I have personally ever seen an old knife 'in the wild', carried every day in an urban setting.
Made my day
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