just how out of step I am with some of the people I know.
Had been invited to a birthday party, and as the honoree had made it known that dressing would not be amiss, I wore kilt; the whole five yards.* Just before I left(good evening) I showed a friend my dirk, as I recalled she'd never seen any of my work. She and her husband are both nice people, but after she looked it over she kind of frowned and said "You need to put it on a grinder or something and... make it dull."
I'll admit I was nonplussed. "But then it won't cut well."
"But it will be safer!"
"No, because then you have to force it to make it cut."
After I sheathed it, showed her my sgian dhu, and basically same thing: "It's too sharp!" Including the comment that them being sharp made her a bit nervous, "I'm a peaceable girl."
Which left me standing there for a moment wonder what the hell being peaceable has to do with sharp tools?
Nice people, but with some of them, at times we might as well be speaking languages the other doesn't know.