Missed my flight rather than give up my Spydie!
Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 7:43 am
Hello All,
Not sure if anyone remembers me. It has been a while since I've posted. Even then I wasn't a prolific poster, mostly read the posts and commented here and there.
First joined here in 2005, participated in the "Tony The Hose" led pen gift for Sal back in 2008 and I've been to Golden 2 times in conjunction with business trips. Bought my 1st Spydie in 1988 and I was hooked. I would classify myself as an "acquirer" as opposed to a hardcore collector. Typical run rate 2-3 Spyderco per year. Current next acquisition target for me is the Spyderco Phil Wilson
South Fork, and will pick up the G10 Worker when it is released as well.
I had an experience this week that I thought would make a good forum post and see if anyone else may have had a similar experience.
I do a fair amount of travel for my job, and I'll admit I was running late and cutting it way to close for comfort. So much so that I failed to do my typical mental pre-check parking lot list - wallet, glasses, money, boarding pass, put EDC Knives in the glove box etc.. Handed the keys to the attendant, dashed up the stairs, got to the security checkpoint, about 5 minutes before the gate closed and thought I was home free. Go through the ritual - laptop, shoes, toiletries, everything out of the pockets and into the backpack...... push everything on the conveyor and start walking toward the scanner and I hear "BAG CHECK!" bag check? that's odd, I usually sail through and then I realized my Co-pilot, my 1st Spydie, my almost constant companion, the one I bought in 1988 from the now defunct mall cutlery chain "Hoffritz" with brass liners, the one that serves as my money clip, the one I screwed up the tip on and sent back to Golden for TLC, yes THAT ONE was in my bag!! Not enough time to go back to the ticket counter to check my bag,... I had two choices part with my old friend or miss the flight. I asked the TSA guy if they still had any of those "fed Ex it back to yourself Kiosks" and he replied "we got rid of those years ago" ( Newark Airport Terminal A) He nonchalantly took the knife off the money handed me the cash and tossed the knife into a bin... HOLD THE PHONE PAL - "I'll take that back" I said. He looked at me puzzled saying "you're really going to miss your flight over this" ( I know what he was thinking - "can't you buy these on late night TV in lots of 20 for 2 bucks a piece?" ) I then took the opportunity to school him on Spydie lore, the hole, the serrated edge, the history of THAT knife, why the Co-Pilot was created as it was intended to be a compliant air travel knife, the fact that I carried it with me on Sept 4th 2001, through Logan a week before those scumbags went through the same airport with box cutters.. who knows maybe I left him enough curiosity that he'll get hooked himself. He handed me the knife and said "good luck"
I went back to the ticket counter booked myself on a flight for 6:40am the next day ( ugh means 4:00 am wake up call for me) Went home had dinner with my wife and kids.
Now in all honesty if it were a flight with my family to a long awaited vacation destination would I do the same? Perhaps not but a good lesson for me to be more careful in the future. It's all about priorities I guess - My God, My Family, My Dog, My County, My Spydie.. in that order of course
It brings to mind ( for those of you old enough to remember ) the old cigarette ads - "I'd walk a mile for a camel" or "I'd rather fight than switch" maybe there's a marketing angle here " I'd miss a flight than part with my Spyderco" :)
Wondering if any others have similar stories??
Glad to see most of the old gang still around - Deacon, Tony Da Hose, Daywalker, Dr Snub, Co-Pilot, - God Bless all.
Sorry for the long post - but I figured when you post once or twice a year it's tolerated
Not sure if anyone remembers me. It has been a while since I've posted. Even then I wasn't a prolific poster, mostly read the posts and commented here and there.
First joined here in 2005, participated in the "Tony The Hose" led pen gift for Sal back in 2008 and I've been to Golden 2 times in conjunction with business trips. Bought my 1st Spydie in 1988 and I was hooked. I would classify myself as an "acquirer" as opposed to a hardcore collector. Typical run rate 2-3 Spyderco per year. Current next acquisition target for me is the Spyderco Phil Wilson
South Fork, and will pick up the G10 Worker when it is released as well.
I had an experience this week that I thought would make a good forum post and see if anyone else may have had a similar experience.
I do a fair amount of travel for my job, and I'll admit I was running late and cutting it way to close for comfort. So much so that I failed to do my typical mental pre-check parking lot list - wallet, glasses, money, boarding pass, put EDC Knives in the glove box etc.. Handed the keys to the attendant, dashed up the stairs, got to the security checkpoint, about 5 minutes before the gate closed and thought I was home free. Go through the ritual - laptop, shoes, toiletries, everything out of the pockets and into the backpack...... push everything on the conveyor and start walking toward the scanner and I hear "BAG CHECK!" bag check? that's odd, I usually sail through and then I realized my Co-pilot, my 1st Spydie, my almost constant companion, the one I bought in 1988 from the now defunct mall cutlery chain "Hoffritz" with brass liners, the one that serves as my money clip, the one I screwed up the tip on and sent back to Golden for TLC, yes THAT ONE was in my bag!! Not enough time to go back to the ticket counter to check my bag,... I had two choices part with my old friend or miss the flight. I asked the TSA guy if they still had any of those "fed Ex it back to yourself Kiosks" and he replied "we got rid of those years ago" ( Newark Airport Terminal A) He nonchalantly took the knife off the money handed me the cash and tossed the knife into a bin... HOLD THE PHONE PAL - "I'll take that back" I said. He looked at me puzzled saying "you're really going to miss your flight over this" ( I know what he was thinking - "can't you buy these on late night TV in lots of 20 for 2 bucks a piece?" ) I then took the opportunity to school him on Spydie lore, the hole, the serrated edge, the history of THAT knife, why the Co-Pilot was created as it was intended to be a compliant air travel knife, the fact that I carried it with me on Sept 4th 2001, through Logan a week before those scumbags went through the same airport with box cutters.. who knows maybe I left him enough curiosity that he'll get hooked himself. He handed me the knife and said "good luck"
I went back to the ticket counter booked myself on a flight for 6:40am the next day ( ugh means 4:00 am wake up call for me) Went home had dinner with my wife and kids.
Now in all honesty if it were a flight with my family to a long awaited vacation destination would I do the same? Perhaps not but a good lesson for me to be more careful in the future. It's all about priorities I guess - My God, My Family, My Dog, My County, My Spydie.. in that order of course
It brings to mind ( for those of you old enough to remember ) the old cigarette ads - "I'd walk a mile for a camel" or "I'd rather fight than switch" maybe there's a marketing angle here " I'd miss a flight than part with my Spyderco" :)
Wondering if any others have similar stories??
Glad to see most of the old gang still around - Deacon, Tony Da Hose, Daywalker, Dr Snub, Co-Pilot, - God Bless all.
Sorry for the long post - but I figured when you post once or twice a year it's tolerated
