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Nonchalant-looking brown box with some Priority Mail stickers and an Insured Mail tag. I work for a cosmetics company (insert joke here) that does a ton of shipping, so I see boxes like this all day long. The girls leave boxes on my desk all the time when they don't want to put them in the correct places. Didn't think anything of it until my second cup of coffee, when I noticed it was still on my desk after I finished payroll. Poked it with my yard stick (as the only guy here, I use a yardstick to poke the people who come bother me, I just do the accounting, payroll and customer database work) and the box sounded suspiciously 'full'. Most of our boxes are big, but light-weight. So I poke a corner to spin it around and see "From: Himalayan Imports etc etc etc" :eek: My blades are here! Why oh why do I work with sheeple who would freak out if I opened the box? Would it be safe to hide under my desk and take a peek? Probably not, nosy people around here. Do I have vacation time? No, curses! I'm going to have to sit here until 4 before I can open it...probably for the best, 18 inches is half a yard stick, so I couldn't poke people who bother me, but I could brandish threateningly...:rolleyes: I foresee lunch out of office today.
 
Those boxes need to be ritually destroyed once opened. I don't know what people would think if they saw me driving home from the Post Office with a khukuri in hand destroying a box in the passenger seat. :eek:
 
Those boxes need to be ritually destroyed once opened. I don't know what people would think if they saw me driving home from the Post Office with a khukuri in hand destroying a box in the passenger seat. :eek:


I could just see a cop pulling you over with an 18" khuk in your right hand and a securely belted-in but heavily chopped up postage box in the passenger seat.
"What seems to be problem, sir?"

"Well, you know how kids are officer. Boy just wouldn't listen...<turns to the box> SHUT UP! SHUT UP AND LET ME TALK! <takes one more swing of rage at the box>

"Sir, I'm gonna need you to step out of the car...slowly" <draws tazer>:D
 
Perhaps is the pack-rat in me, but I plan on keeping the box and the note from Yangdu. Makes it more personal to me. Can't stress enough how much of a stand-up lady she is, but of course, you all already know that.
 
Some here have stated that they slowly & carefully unwrap the famous triangular box in order to savor every moment as the treasure inside is revealed. I, on the other hand, resemble a "Tazmanian Devil" cartoon. Shreads of packing fly everywhere, then I brandish the prize yelling "AYO GURKALI, I HAVE A KNIFE!!!". Fortunately I live in a rural area & those neighbors that could not get used to me have moved away.
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best not open the box at work, i once had an assegi delivered to work & it arrived in a 6 ft. long heavy tube mailer. everyone kept asking what was in it & i wouldn't say, until the Managing Director came by and asked me to put him out of his misery & let him know. big mistake. he said he didn't believe me, thought i was pulling his leg, so i opened it to show him. he took it out of the tube and ran around the building shouting war whoops and shaking it at everyone, i was lucky to get it back, i think he wanted to keep it...
 
Hahaha! That is a fantastic story... all of them. Thankfully i don't get mine delivered to work, but to my house.... everyone i lived with wondered what on earth gets shipped in a triangular box... unfortunatly i have no good stories to compete with the ones already posted... perhaps i should get them shipped to work so i could get a few.... then again, since work is at the hospital, that might be a very, very bad idea.
 
Some here have stated that they slowly & carefully unwrap the famous triangular box in order to savor every moment as the treasure inside is revealed. I, on the other hand, resemble a "Tazmanian Devil" cartoon.

You and me both.

I have a good one, not an HI story, but. . .

In keeping with my Scot heritage, I had ordered a claymore. But they wouldn't ship USPS, and I'd had UPS leave stuff on my porch that was stolen (despite instruction to get a signature FOR ME ONLY), so I had it delivered to work. Well, I had also made an ammo order from one of the online vendors that advertises things they don't have yet, so was backordered. You guessed it, they came in on the same day.


So there's this nearly six foot tall rectangular box and a stack of 8 crates When I got back from lunch. Rut roh.

Got asked "What's in the box?"
"Some cutlery."
"No, really."
"Really."
"Can I see it?"
"I don't think you want to."
"I do."
"Really?"
"Really."

<open box>

"Holy sh*t!!":eek:
"Like I said. . .cutlery."

"What's in the crates?"
"Spare parts."
"Parts for what?"
"Guns."
"We have a no firearm policy. . ."
"It's not guns, just parts."
"Which parts?"
"The parts that come out the end."


Yeah. . .:cool:
 
The joy of working where I do is that I take in all sorts of neato stuff like firearms parts, bullets, edged tools, etc. and no one bats an eye.

Well, the chief did when I pulled out the Tarwar and asked him if I could make it a dress sword. :)
 
Unlike most of you (I assume), I did not get a triangular box. Perhaps it was because I ordered two. I have a 4th degree black belt of a girlfriend who promptly claimed the 16 in AK for her own and ran around the apartment with it, threatening the cat. The 18 in M43 is going to be mine, all mine! She seems to think it's a bit too big. Indeed, even to my hands, the m43 seems to be more alive. I'll chalk this up to the curve and handle plus center of balance. Didn't get to do any testing with it last night, but I did go for my nightly walk with 18 in of steel strapped to my belt. This morning I snapped a few pictures for your viewing pleasure.

close up of the blade/handle joint. anyone know the makers mark?
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close up of a knot I did last night to make a wrist loop and make it easy to carry some cordage with me.
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Full-body shot. Notice that 2x6 it's sitting in? I did some light tapping on the side of it. Comfortable ~twack~ sound. Then I really hit it using just wrist strength. It completely split the board! :eek: I now I have good notch in my balcony and the air conditioner unit below me has a dent in it from falling lumber.
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Darteres, the "U.B" stands for "Uncle Bill [Martino]", H.I.'s founder, now deceased; it's in memory of him. The maker's mark(s) will be on the other side of the blade.
 
Well, having to wait all day at work still puts you in a higher circle of hell than the guys that have to wait for customs to poke their boxes. :D

Nice pic. The M43 definitely has a different feel in the hand.
 
I have a shot of the other side, but it came out blurry. I didn't realize I was looking over my glasses on that shot, so the focus is off. Looked right to me, you just need to be partially blind! That Uncle Bill bit is amazing. Devotion and loyalty that stands through time is one of the greatest treasures imaginable.
 
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