So we were about to close up the grocery store tonight. Only a few people had been in during this day’s last hour of business for the usual… beer, breakfast items, cigarettes, school lunch needs etc. But at 10:55 a young guy hurries into the store and asks if we have a butter knife. I wasn’t sure so I went over to the kitchenware section. No butter knife. Clearly dejected, the customer asked me if anyone in our area might be open and have a butter knife. I told him he’d probably have to drive 20 minutes into Charlottesville and the guy left.
But it got me to wondering. Why would anyone go out looking for a butter knife, and just a butter knife, at 10:55 in the evening?
Is there something better about a butter knife for drugs that other knives would not do just as well? I guess any reason is improbable as the situation was itself improbable.
And etiquette. I for one salute his attempt to set a proper table. In this fastpaced time, too few of us observe the simple customs and rituals that denote and define civilization.
My guess now is that the guy had a wife at home expecting a butter knife. Maybe he promised to pick one up earlier and forgot. Perhaps he used the regular butter knife for something else and then lost or damaged it, and his wife is pissed.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had an urgent need for things like a butter knife, radish rosette maker, lace doily, moustache wax, or napkin ring at 11:00 p.m.
Okay, maybe not.
Didn’t the store have any plastic utensils available (which would include the butter knife)?