When did your trad help someone out?

VictorLouis

VictorLouis

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Was in the grocery this week, with a Mom, Dad and Teen family near me. Mom's backsack or sack-purse had an adjustment cord dangilng off of it from the bottom rack of their shopping cart. I guess it took a while, but that sucker got really wound up in the wheel. I heard Dad say there was no way he could untangle it and would have to cut it, then asked if either of them had a knife. :rolleyes:

Now, Dad looked like the countryboy-biker-trucker type, and I was shocked that HE didn't have one. I confirmed the dilemma, then handed over my medium stockman for him to rectify the situation. He didn't miss a beat, and gave me a hearty "Thanks" when he handed back to me.

'The battle was LOST.....for want of a nail." ;)
 
I think my traditional knives may have bought Mike Latham lunch a couple of times, and I think I may have sent a child of one of the Case employees to a semester of college... :D
 
I was in training at work all day today. An admin brought in catered lunch while our session was still going on, and tried to unwrap the shrink wrap off the columns of boxes. It wasn't exactly quiet and she looked at a loss, but I wasn't paying attention. My coworker nudged me and said "umm, she might need your knife". I was in the back row and handed her my Northwoods Madison Barlow to cut the shrink wrap off. It might sound silly, but I like being known for having a knife handy and carrying a traditional that won't scare people.
 
Mods please delete if inapropriate...A year or so ago i worked placing large poles and winching cable for overhead canopies for kiwifruit...Winching cable is a very user unfriendly job,and if you have an issue with a 2 ton winch that has 3 ton of load on it,the winch always wins....Normally you pull or cut the necessary bits of skin off straight away before it starts to hurt...My good friend didnt do this,so several hours later whilst fortified with ethanol,he asked if id cut the wee bits off for him...Schrade Trapper made short work of it (good mate that i am)..He did comment that maybe id taken a bit much?..so i waivered the callout fee as we were sleeping in the same room...It was his birthday next week and i gave him the knife then....He uses it daily..............Fes



 
I was in Costco. A girl was giving out samples of Greek yogurt. Some samples, she sweetened with honey.

She was struggling to open a new bottle of honey. The plastic seal over the bottle mouth was winning. She was complaining.

I walked up. Held my Vic Farmer where she could see it. Opened the blade. Held out my hand. She gave me the bottle. I cut loose the seal. She was back in business.

She offered me some ice to clean honey off my blade. I used a paper napkin instead.
 
In January of 1991, very early on a Saturday morning, my daughter Jessica and I witnessed a wreck on the highway right in front of us. I ended up crawling into the overturned old Datsun to cut the seatbelt of the driver who was hanging upside down. No matter how hard I pushed on the belt release, it would not release, so I used the sheep foot blade of my Buck stockman to cut the belt where it came out of the plastic housing at the side of the seat. The oily crud on the engine was burning and giving off a thick greasy smoke, and it took two large cups of coffee to get the oily taste out of my mouth.
 
Memorial Day Weekend 2014. Let my dad borrow my Vic Spartan II to clean some bass we caught for dinner. Crisis averted. :)
First post. Woo Hoo!
 
A few years ago, my wife and I were in a parking lot, walking from the car to a store. A middle aged lady came up to me and asked if I could remove a splinter from her sandal. She held it up and there was a long sliver of wood which had completely pierced the sole. The base of the sliver was about half the diameter of my finger. I fished a stockman out of my pocket and used the sheepsfoot blade to dig the sliver out.
 
Yesterday evening my other half came into the kitchen where I was cooking our evening meal (I do 90% of the cooking in our house, no particular reason why - I like cooking and it just turned out like that) she had a big package all wrapped up that needed opening. She had been to the village hall with her palls where there had been a charity event on and she had won a hanging basket full of flowers in the raffle. Anyways, imagine my dismay when she asked to borrow my knife to strip the wrapping off and the yellow congress I knew was in my pocket ... wasn't! I had been using it earlier in the day to open a packet of fresh Ethiopian Yirgacheffe beans at my neighbours house across the road, and where it was later found on his kitchen counter.
Claire rolled her eyes and said something like; "you carry them everywhere and then when I need one you haven't got one!"

Scundered.

Paul
 
Some good stories. My coworker was lamenting the amount of ranch-flavored mayo left in the plastic bottle she was using on her carrot snacks. I thought the better of using the stockman, and decided on the small blade of my SAK. I opened up the circumference lengthwise, like removing the top deck of a cabin-cruiser, LOL. She was able to continue snacking for quite awhile. ;)
 
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