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My small Sebenza saved the day. 
I use my Sebenza daily. Normally I am opening boxes, cutting tape, etc...
This past weekend I was at a formal ball and I had used my Sebbie the evening before to open packages and even to quarter Canadian Bacon for a meat tray for a hospitality room food table. My girlfriend even tried to steal it to cut ribbons for balloons.
BUT!
When it really came in handy was at the ball. I was all dressed up in my black tux, shiny shoes, and bow tie with my ever present Sebenza in my pocket. At the formal affair, right after the introductions and the necessary standing O's the right adjustment buckle on my tux pants broke loose, big time. "Yes, we had no suspenders."
This was not the event when having your pants fall to your ankles is desired.
Not a single woman in whispering distance had a safety pin. So once I had the chance I shoved my hand deep in my pocket and breezed out towards the back room walking like a rapper with an attitude.
Long story short, I was able to use the lanyard from my Sebenza to tie the broken piece tightly to the buckle keeping my pants up for the rest of the evening. Thank you Sebenza for having that handy piece of cord, in matching black even.
This only disappointing part was the intoxicated woman from Alabama that walked up on me while my jacket was off, my pants unzipped while I was tying the cord in place and she wasn't even phased by my state of undress.
I use my Sebenza daily. Normally I am opening boxes, cutting tape, etc...
This past weekend I was at a formal ball and I had used my Sebbie the evening before to open packages and even to quarter Canadian Bacon for a meat tray for a hospitality room food table. My girlfriend even tried to steal it to cut ribbons for balloons.
BUT!
When it really came in handy was at the ball. I was all dressed up in my black tux, shiny shoes, and bow tie with my ever present Sebenza in my pocket. At the formal affair, right after the introductions and the necessary standing O's the right adjustment buckle on my tux pants broke loose, big time. "Yes, we had no suspenders."
This was not the event when having your pants fall to your ankles is desired.
Not a single woman in whispering distance had a safety pin. So once I had the chance I shoved my hand deep in my pocket and breezed out towards the back room walking like a rapper with an attitude.
Long story short, I was able to use the lanyard from my Sebenza to tie the broken piece tightly to the buckle keeping my pants up for the rest of the evening. Thank you Sebenza for having that handy piece of cord, in matching black even.
This only disappointing part was the intoxicated woman from Alabama that walked up on me while my jacket was off, my pants unzipped while I was tying the cord in place and she wasn't even phased by my state of undress.
