I should have seen this coming a mile away. Owner of a local sporting goods store asked me to make him a damascus knife after seeing a few of mine being toted by the local crowd. He is the type that when you want to swap/trade his stuff is gold...yours is crap...always finding fault with your stuff. I am sure you know the type. Anyway, a month ago he saw one of my knives and said "Can ya make me one just like that, only a tad smaller and with some of that stag for the handles?" I explained that I can and will make it 10% smaller, out of damascus, etc. I further explained that I would take my pattern and reduce it in size by 10% in the copier machine and make his knife from that. "Man, hurry up and get it done!" he said. You do see where this is headed don't you?
I finished up the knife in my 105 degree shop today at 2:30 PM (see earlier post on hotter than 700 hells shop) using some primo stag and it was one of those knives you just look at and pat yourself on the back about...everything came out great and it would split red hairs in half lengthwise!
Take it by the gunshop and he looks at it and tells me "can you make it just a tad bigger? It (the handle) don't fill my hands up like I thought it would." Then he proceeds to run down the stag! I just left shaking my head and swearing that I would never spend another penny in his store. Oh well...its his money and his perogotive. Likewise, its my money too...and it will be spent elsewhere as well.
Pounding my head against a wall...should have seen this coming. This guy is the only guy that this type crap happens with.
I finished up the knife in my 105 degree shop today at 2:30 PM (see earlier post on hotter than 700 hells shop) using some primo stag and it was one of those knives you just look at and pat yourself on the back about...everything came out great and it would split red hairs in half lengthwise!
Take it by the gunshop and he looks at it and tells me "can you make it just a tad bigger? It (the handle) don't fill my hands up like I thought it would." Then he proceeds to run down the stag! I just left shaking my head and swearing that I would never spend another penny in his store. Oh well...its his money and his perogotive. Likewise, its my money too...and it will be spent elsewhere as well.
Pounding my head against a wall...should have seen this coming. This guy is the only guy that this type crap happens with.