I’ve always joked that, “I don’t have a knife because my mom says I’m not old enough to have one.
Well… apparently she was right.
She’s been gone for 21 years, I’ve somehow made it to 60 years old, and I finally decided I was mature enough to buy one.
I’ve been looking at the Finch Knife Company for a few years. I’d heard they send a Band-Aid with every knife, and I always thought that was a pretty cute little touch.
Turns out it’s less of a cute little extra and more of a warning label.
I had owned my new knife now for not quite 12 hours and I was showing it off to some coworkers. While talking, I decided to close the knife at the same time.
Bad idea as obviously I can’t multitask with one slice later, I’m now typing this with a Band-Aid wrapped around my index finger.
Luckily, we had Band-Aids at work… because naturally, the official Finch Band-Aid was still safely sitting at home in the box. I think I’ll start carrying that thing in my wallet.
Twenty-one years later, and Mom is still proving she was right.
I’m pretty sure I’m still going to love my new knife however I may just need another 10 or 15 years before I’m old enough to operate it unsupervised.
