Sometimes anyway. Og wants to see your stabby little friend. Here’s mine.
It’s a Kershaw Blackout that Kershaw gave my husband when he had to send his knife back twice for repairs. This was the “Oops! Our bad” gift. I also have one of these in my purse. I’m always amazed at how few people around the office carry a pocket knife. Geez, don’t you ever have to open a package? Oh right, you just borrow mine.
I’ve carried a pocket knife since I was in high school. Heh. It wasn’t even against the rules back then. I loaned it to teachers from time to time.
Of course, I also carry my own chopsticks, so there’s that.
So what else do you want to know about?