dark days, dull knives

[sistawendy]

I have two kitchen knives that are, for better or worse, made of stainless steel. I've had at least one shop - was it out in the suburbs? - refuse to sharpen them because of what they were made of. The little knife shop up the hill from me would sharpen them, though, and did a fine job of it several times.

Note the verb tense in that previous sentence. The knife shop apparently wasn't deemed essential by the state of Washington, which wouldn't surprise me, let's face it. Its space is for rent. I'll miss the nice man who seemed to be the sole proprietor. I've ordered a whetstone that I think will do the job. We'll see.

I don't mind the expense and inconvenience. What I mind is nice men losing their businesses. What I mind is friends losing their jobs. What I mind is all of us cooped up away from each other until we go bananas. What I mind is one hundred sixty thousand people, and counting, dying needlessly.

Comments

[novel_machinist]

You hit the nail on the head. People are suffering and they shouldn't have to.