Sleep With One Eye Open

I work in a thrift shop. The majority of our customers are senior citizens, so I’m pretty used to having to explain what certain things we have for sale are used for.

One day, an older woman comes up to me holding a knife sharpener.

Customer: “Do you know what this is?”

I start to explain what it is, and she shakes her head.

Customer: “I know what it is. I’m asking if you know.”

I’m a little confused at this point, but I nod.

Me: “Yes, I know what a knife sharpener is.”

She closes her eyes and nods again.

Customer: “Sharp knives are good. You’re going to need one soon.”

And she just walked off. That was the single most cryptic thing anyone had ever said to me and I think about it quite often. Why am I gonna need a sharp knife soon? Why was she concerned about whether I knew what a knife sharpener was? To this day, I’m convinced she’s a witch.