Just a quick story. I was at a jazz concert with the missus last night. Small venue. About 200 people. There was a meet and greet after the show and CDs were available for signing.
So I get my CD and I stand in the informal autograph line, and everyone is fighting to get the plastic wrap off their CD so it can get autographed. An older woman, looked to be close to 80, finally said, "Does any man here have a pocket knife? I swear, ever since this TSA business no one has a knife anymore!"
I pulled my ebony White Owl out of my pocket and made quick work of her CD packaging. Instantly, CDs were being handed to me to slice open.
200 people and I was the only guy with a knife.
I know I didn't save anyone's life, or anything cool like that, but--
It was a good EDC moment.
So I get my CD and I stand in the informal autograph line, and everyone is fighting to get the plastic wrap off their CD so it can get autographed. An older woman, looked to be close to 80, finally said, "Does any man here have a pocket knife? I swear, ever since this TSA business no one has a knife anymore!"
I pulled my ebony White Owl out of my pocket and made quick work of her CD packaging. Instantly, CDs were being handed to me to slice open.
200 people and I was the only guy with a knife.
I know I didn't save anyone's life, or anything cool like that, but--
It was a good EDC moment.