And this is why you can't have nice things

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For $10 on Amazon you can get an opinel no.2
And indeed I have (well, I paid $18 for the inox No. 8) but I don't want to give it away, and I can't replace the blade for 10 cents. :)
 
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One aspect of this is the lack of respect for others property regardless of value. If I were to borrow a tool from a friend and broke it, I'd be buying them a new one to replace it. I certainly wouldn't go into regrinding a new blade profile that was so poorly executed. The one pictured is horrible at many levels.

One part in my life is that few in my circle are tool nuts so they don't have what I may want to use. Other than the retired plumber across the street that has 1/2" and 3/4" drain cleaning machines. At well north of $1K, those aren't tools I would use enough to buy. Nor do I have the experience to use properly so I wouldn't ask to borrow. I watched him snake the drain and there is a level of skill in using those big spinning machines safely.
 
So ya' think that's how Marfione got started?

That would be interesting. Fascinating how some get hooked into the knife making industry. The entrants into the knife world can produce some very fine pieces from the start with help from You Tube and availability of precise machinery. More so if they already have some hands on experience in other areas that carry over into the craft.
 
If a man doesn't have a knife of his own, he sure isn't going to borrow one of mine. I can think of few things more important, nor more personal, than a good knife.
Exactly. I've been carrying a pocket knife since before I was legally allowed to. I still remember the day my parents found it and asked me what I was doing with it. After heavy scrutiny I was allowed to keep it because I showed the proper attitude. School? Nope. Weapon? Nope. It's a basic every day tool that you never know when you might need.

How any adult male, doesn't have one is beyond me. I mean really, it's any adult, including females. But females like tight fitting pants and a knife may not fit in the pocket quite right. I'm not about to interfere with a wonderful fashion scam.
 
Exactly. I've been carrying a pocket knife since before I was legally allowed to. I still remember the day my parents found it and asked me what I was doing with it. After heavy scrutiny I was allowed to keep it because I showed the proper attitude. School? Nope. Weapon? Nope. It's a basic every day tool that you never know when you might need.

Legally allowed? Not to school? You must be somewhat younger than I am.

All of us were carrying knives to school, all the way back to grade school days. If a teacher needed a bundle of books cut open, or a 16mm film spliced, there was always competition as to who would be able to use their knife. In High School, part of the unofficial school "uniform" was a 4" Buck folder in a belt sheath.

We were also taking guns to school, and nobody batted an eye, but that is a story for another day.
 
I have a better class of friends than you guys. I'll lend anything to any of them, get it back in the same or better condition than when it went out. For example, loaned chainsaw on a stick to a friend. Came back with sharp chain and a new chain.

I’m pretty blessed to be in this situation (mostly). And if my friends screw up something, they will most likely make it right.

But I also won’t loan out things I’d really miss or cannot afford to replace. Stuff happens, and isn’t worth losing a friend over.
 
The thread title reminded me of a really funny true story...hope I can tell it as good as it happened.

Three shooting buddies and I participated in a charity clay pigeon shoot a couple years back. This event was a sporting clay event held on a big acre ranch, so we took a couple golf carts along to drive rather than walk from stage to stage. One cart had a roof (owned by J), the other was open (owned by B).

We loaded both carts on a single long trailer owned by B . I rode in the vehicle with J to the match.

After the shoot, we loaded up and went back to B’s place to unload the carts and have a few beers. J and I followed B and his rider. When we got to B’s, we watched B turn the trailer around next to his barn to park it. The path he always took to park it went under a stout branch of a big Live Oak tree. His F250 cleared the branch by about a foot, but J’s golf cart roof, well, let’s just say it missed going under that branch by a good foot, and was cleanly ripped off the cart.
I was kinda stunned, and turned to look at J. He turned, looked me straight in the eyes, and with a calm voice said “and that’s why I can’t have nice things”.
I lost it! I could not stop laughing at what J said. Then B, realizing what he just did, looked over at us and saw me laughing. He was both embarrassed and pissed at my laughing!

To make things worse, B’s wife comes out of the house and starts yelling at him about how she’d been telling him to cut that branch...watching 4’10 wife yelling at 6’4 B was too much and I actually fell on my butt laughing getting out of the truck.

It was one of the funniest things I’ve ever witnessed that I hadn’t caused.

In the end, B bought J a new top and J put it all together good as new. But it still gets laughs to this day when we recall the story.
 
Legally allowed? Not to school? You must be somewhat younger than I am.

All of us were carrying knives to school, all the way back to grade school days. If a teacher needed a bundle of books cut open, or a 16mm film spliced, there was always competition as to who would be able to use their knife. In High School, part of the unofficial school "uniform" was a 4" Buck folder in a belt sheath.

We were also taking guns to school, and nobody batted an eye, but that is a story for another day.
Yes I'm younger than you, but not so young I don't wonder why my knee hurts for no reason.

I grew up in a liberal state with legal ages for "dangerous weapons" for anyone under 18. Consequently I bought a Buck 119 at age 17 along with a few other knives because the store clerk either didn't know the law, or thought I was older. I was completely ignorant of the law also.

And I was in a city, where school violence and gang activity were known to happen. All weapons were prohibited.
 
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High school in the 1960s every farm/ranch kid had a pocket knife. Junior high, the science teacher had six .22 rifles in a cabinet. With a note from your parents, you could check one out for the weekend. He would sell you standard velocity ammunition for $.50 a box. Just couldn't take it home on the bus. Don't recall anyone shooting up the school.
 
If i like you enough to loan you something, i like you enough to replace it if you break it.........
I also dont own any expensive knives anymore because i break or loose them....so either way any borrower would be getting a 20 dollar knife at most lol.
 
If i like you enough to loan you something, i like you enough to replace it if you break it.........
Pretty much my philosophy. I will only lend something to someone if I'm willing to give it to them. Then if they give it back, great, if not, Merry Christmas.
 
Sum Dude would be buying me a new one of the same knife. I have cheap knives on hand to give to those in need, they don't get to use the better ones.
 
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