Who has "The" Blade 2012 Hinderer story? (Possible prize)

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Ok, the possible prize - I just checked the "prize closet" and there is a napkin (unused) a plastic fork and a fortune cookie :o Soooooo.
Story can be Funny, Sad, Touching (that wouldn't inc. Rob) preferably embarrassing in some way. Pictures would be a plus but not a requirement, it should be mostly true but embellishment always helps a story along I say.
Ummm.... IF the winner wants one of the three(3) afore mentioned Prizes, we can vote on the story or something.
I am going to go research the Tax implications for our prospective Prize Winner.
 
Okay, so this is my first Blade Show and first time meeting Rick, Rob, Rob Mike, and Dave. I introduce myself to Rick, we are having agreat conversation and he reaches into his pocket and hands me his personal knife to look at. As you can imagine I'm stunned as I am admiring this beauty he then hands me his ZT 0560 custom to look at. I'm on overload now and the Rob O pulls a new knife that Rick has been working on from out under the counter and lays that on the counter in front of me.
So now I have Rick's personal knife and a ZT custom in my hand and a Hinderer prototype to look at. Then Rob says look at this and shows me his personal knife, meantime someone calls Rick to the other side of the booth and he walks away with me holding two of his knives, one on the counter and Rob's knife to look at. Now Rob walks away and is talking to someone else! Holy Shit! I have all these knives that I dream about in my hand! I need to give these knives back now and I finally get Rob Reese's attention and he comes over and just smiles at me as he takes them all back and hands them to Rick and Rob.
I have never met these gentlemen ever in my life, but I felt I've known them forever! And the kicker is I was extremely fortunate enough to win Hinderer's lottery on Saturday and picked up a custom XM 18 3 inch. They all signed my box which I'll keep and cheerish forever. I will post pictures later this week, I shipped the Hinderer with some other purchases back home byFedEx, don't trust the whole TSA thing.
Joe
 
Excellent Story :thumbup: I am sure you are excited to know you are currently in First Place and ALL three prizes are still up for grabs. I understand you won the Knife Lottery at Blade but ...... should I repeat the story prize list?:o
 
I'm convinced that Rob O. rigged the lottery and the daily drawings in my favor but thats not really a good story. And besides, I'd rather someone else get that incredibly appealing tactical fortune cookie.
 
Well, for reason(s) not worth mentioning I do not have a Blade Story but I can share my ECCKS (East Coast Custom Knife Show) story if that is ok, I hope so because I'm not eligable for any of the highly desireable possible prizes.
So here goes, I had this typed up when my P.O.S. laptop decided to download the Windows Updates and shut down right before I hit "submit". If that happens again, you will read about me in the newspaper tomorrow.
ECCKS, never been to a Knife Show (ever) I had "met " Rob via email and the forum largely because of our shared (Military) backround as well as my deep and abiding admiration for what I had found to be a unique product within the rarified air of our hobby.
I planned to attend my First ECCKS and was promptly removed from my internal excitement list by being notified by my wife/daughter team that the weekend in question was indeed my Daughter's First Prom weekend and I had Hair and nail appointments (hers, not mine) OK, bye-bye ECCKS.
Fast forward.
My second chance at my first knife show was also a ECCKS, this one was going in the planner in ink ( planners are like roll down windows to the very young who just said, "Planner, What?")
Time was ticking and I was getting excited (ala Bettlejuice) I even invited my bestest long time buddy (30+years) "Billy".
Oh Boy!
As the time approached I started laying the trap (married guys know what I mean) I was hinting at what was coming. Largely met with being ignored (nothing new there)
As the day approached, I started to notice "a vibe".... then it happened, "So, What plans have YOU made for MY Birthday Weekend" ( yes, I said weekend those of you who are not married, Wife Birthdays are Weekend events, sometimes weeklong events, depends on how bad you have been). OMG! You have got to be kidding ( I say to myself)
I go to the planner and sure enough ECCKS was scheduled on the wifes Birthday weekend! What the Hell were they thinking!!
Oh, it gets better.
"Oh Honey" (She says) " Go, go to your knife thingy, I will be fine!" ALARM Bells, Sirens, Voices in my head " DO NOT fall for this, it's a Trap. RUN"
I say, " Oh Babe, no way. It's just uh (choke) knife show, no biggie. We're going out to dinner"
" Where"
"Um, Anywhere (expensive) You want"
" No, no, you go to the knife thingy"
Days go by and ECCKS looms. I tell Bill that I think we are in the clear she really seems to mean it, I can go.
Night before ECCKS I get a text from Bill, " I'm going to the ER with chest pains, Heart attack or constipation, will let you know" What ! :eek:
You S.O.B. selfish bastard, you're gonna let a little heart attack mess this escape (I mean Knife Show) up!
Next morning....
" Honey, why aren't you gone to your knife thingy?"
"Bill Died" I said.
What!
"Well I dunno, maybe not but he can't go to the knife show so I'm not going (again)"
Here it comes.
"I've never been to a knife thingy, and it is my Birthday" OMG :eek: It's a trap (again)
"Oh, wow, huh imagine that...... um ya wanna go?"
"SURE"
So, we're driving to the show..........
Get there, park and walk in , some guy comes up and says, "Hey come here" Oh, here we go. He says, "You going to the knife show?" and puts something around my neck.
I'm thinking I just got speed raped city style OR I'm now a drug mule what do I know.
Turns out according to the placard he just hung on me I'm a Knife Exhibitor at the show, day is looking up and except for the wad of cash I have stuffed up my.... uh where my sweetie can't find it - doin' ok. I figure I'd bring the weekend stash even though I knew I wouldn't need it. After all, who ever wins a lottery let alone me.
So, find the Hinderer table and walk up to who can only be Rob, if you have met Rob you know what I mean. "Hey Rob, it's Rubicon (Scott)"
Rob goes, "Yo Man, Glad you could make it !" and the buddy I knew I had made proved to be that and more. Met Mike, Pete and some guy that smiled a lot.
Little while later, after several "Knife Legends" had themselves announced by some guy on a horse with a long horn and a dress, I said to Rob, "So where's Rick I'd love to meet the guy".
Rob says, "You've been talking to him off and on for the last couple hours". Rick was smiley guy, and the rest of the weekend was history (for me)
Went out to Dinner ALL of us, closed the bar, got home about 4:00am got up and went and did it again.
What a blast!
Yes, I tried to buy the wife a knife for her birthday, ended up with perfume and dinner and a knife thingy. Oh, and I did Win a Lottery and bought my DLC which I have not yet heard the end of since that occurred during the "Birthday Weekend" Oh well, Married means you are never done saying you're sorry so.....
Great weekend, Graet group of Guys - I missed the first ECCKS I had a chance to go to, missed Blade for reasons not worth mentioning and I hope and pray - my misses are a thing of the past.
Here's to " Knife Thingys" and ALL the Fun that they bring :thumbup:
 
Scott that story was great! I can't imagine how upset you must have been when your wife annouced that it was her B'day weekend and plans would have to change again. How were you able to explain the hidden stash from her?
 
Scott that story was great! I can't imagine how upset you must have been when your wife annouced that it was her B'day weekend and plans would have to change again. How were you able to explain the hidden stash from her?

It was......." uncomfortable ". When I heard my name called (Lottery) I turned 45* and said, " OMG, Is that Matthew McConaughey!" as it turned out right at that moment guess who walked by? I ended up having plenty of time to execute the "Cash withdrawl" Rob and Pete didn't look to happy about it but.... Hey it's Cash!

Proof I was there!
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I had a pic of Pete screaming when I handed him the Money but I deleted it.
 
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Absolutely a sweet knife! Love the picture with box and ticket, that belongs in a huge framed picture to hang over the fireplace mantel right next to Great granpa Scott! Hey do you think I'm still in the running for a prize?
 
Being called #2 slot on Sunday and me still at the Emerson lottery (which ran way too long). I will never live it down. It was my dream to finally own a custom Hinderer from a show to have and to hold forever without having to pay a nasty secondary market prices. It was the only time I had ever been called for anything. Oh well better time management next year, life is still good. The Hinderer booth was a revalation of just friendly, down to earth folks, I will always be a fan :)
 
Being called #2 slot on Sunday and me still at the Emerson lottery (which ran way too long). I will never live it down. It was my dream to finally own a custom Hinderer from a show to have and to hold forever without having to pay a nasty secondary market prices. It was the only time I had ever been called for anything. Oh well better time management next year, life is still good. The Hinderer booth was a revalation of just friendly, down to earth folks, I will always be a fan :)

The #2 slot for what lottery?

I heard the Emerson lottery had its challenges.
 
As a followup, hands down the story of Day One was the guy picked #3 who thought he'd won a free knife and could pick any he chose, and Rob said "that'll be $650" the guy was totally embarassed even though the guy beside him offered to help him out and pay for his knife. It was handled eloquently by the Hinderer crew, bet that is not the first time that has happened. Actually I feel for the guy, he was in between jobs.
 
#2 at Hinderer lottery Sunday---I was not there when called

I think you might mean Saturday don't you? I doubt anyone was there on Sunday...

;)

I think I heard there were a few names called that weren't to be found on Saturday.
 
If he means Saturday, then thank you for not being there. Your absence gave me first choice!
 
I know of no lotto on Sunday. The Saturday lotto started before the Emerson lotto ended. Several names were called with no one stepping up. All were handles and not real names.
 
The second name called Saturday was a real name. It was Luigi Pepperoni, *Real Name*, Blue Devil, Chris Byrd. I'll never forget that.
 
Back on topic...

I have no story other than one of a great time. I spoke to the guys when I could, spoke with other fans of the brand as we gathered at the booth. I helped clear up any confusion about the lotto tickets, lotto process, and all the knives, etc as best I could to help reduce confusion. And most of all, I hung back and let others have a chance to meet the guys and enjoy the stuff they create.
 
Back on topic...

I have no story other than one of a great time. I spoke to the guys when I could, spoke with other fans of the brand as we gathered at the booth. I helped clear up any confusion about the lotto tickets, lotto process, and all the knives, etc as best I could to help reduce confusion. And most of all, I hung back and let others have a chance to meet the guys and enjoy the stuff they create.

-*-*-:eek:-*-*- Huh!
 
I guess if I had a story that I haven't already posted it would involve my mom.

I planned this trip a while back and told my mom about it. My mom has had a rough few years and is alone these days. My dad died in 2006, my sister now lives in Jacksonville and her brothers live in North Carolina and Arizona. In November, one of her aunts, an uncle and her dad all passed away within two weeks of each other. Then the day after Thanksgiving, she fell and broke her ankle. She already had bad knees before that. Mom has really been alone for the past few months because she simply has no living relatives close except me. And because of her injuries, she hasn't been going to church or getting out much.

When I told her about this trip, she asked if she could come with me. Seeing as how I was planning the trek alone, I told her absolutely. Mom has no interest in knives or survival anything. But she knew that I really wanted a Hinderer and whether she admits it or not, I think she wanted to go so I would have a slightly better chance in the lottery.

We got to the galleria at about 7:15 on Saturday morning. I had to stand in line to buy tickets and she sat in her wheelchair over by the door. When 9 am rolled around, we were the first non exhibitors through the door. We were beat to the Hinderer booth though since those not pushing a wheelchair were able to run. When we got the booth, we were barely able to get lottery tickets and unable to see anything in the cases. I couldn't really talk to anyone either. But mom was able to focus in on a few things through the crowd and glass. First, she saw a first aid kit that she wanted for her car(and we bought) and she saw the pens.

We decided that we would walk around some more and try to visit the Hinderer booth when it was a little less crowded. I pushed mom around from booth to booth and as we passed some of the tables with damascus, I think she fell in love. She loved the patterns that were visible in the metal. But she never really saw anything that she wanted to buy. Until we got the Kershaw booth. Now I know its not damascus but she fell in love again. This time with the rainbow colored Leek. She got to handle one and decided she wanted it. I ordered her one when we got back to Memphis. As we walked around more, she really started to get into the different designs and really into all of the art. She was asking questions about different types of steel to various vendors and getting really good explanations.

Sometime in the early afternoon, we made it back over to the Hinderer booth. Mom really got to look at the different things in the counter, including the prototype. I think it was at this point that her lottery ticket went from being a second chance for me to being 100% hers. She told me that if her name was called, it was gonna be HER knife. My mom was converted. She went from being not really interested in knives to being a big fan in one day. And now I think I'm gonna have to start searching for a pink 3 inch XM for her.

So my story involves Hinderer but is really about my mom being converted to a knife nut and me getting a chance to spend a little quality time with her in a common hobby.
 
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