I hear ya, JB. Just the other day, I asked to see a knife in an acquaintance's pocket because it didn't look like the gas station toy you mentioned. Well, it turned out to be a magnum, so that's better than nothing, I suppose. When I handed him my Lone Wolf Harsey T2 Ranger, he looked at it like it wasn't even there(blank stare, no admiration what so ever). He told me he got his for $50 from some guy in some rat hole, and when I told him the T2 he was holding cost $130(which was a decent price) he said, "$130 for THIS!!" Good thing I didn't tell him the MSRP.
I'm sure everyone here has moments like this. With the possible exception of some random guy carrying a Case, I have yet to meet another knife person.
Another incedent that occured quite recently; an old highschool friend stopped by, and I was showing her some of my kitchen knives. Normally, I wouldn't bother, but she is the daughter of a local, well respected restauranteur, and has worked in that restaurant since she was a child. When I handed her a Global, I may as well have handed her a masonary trowel. She picks it up and hefts it, "pretty light," she says(good reaction so far), then proceeds to bounce the tip on the counter as though she's performing some test. She then turned to the cutting board and cut some imaginary vegetables. WTF! What would she have done if I handed her a hammer, start pounding imaginary nails into the wall?
Sorry for the rant, but I've been wanting to gripe about this for a while, and it makes me feel better that I'm not alone.