Quote Originally Posted by urleebird View Post
I'm trying to envision this mishap. Maybe... in your workshop... 'cause of where else could a waterstone come in the vicinity of concrete?... and mama comes in to chat about something... spots the stone, picks it up with two little fingers 'cause it looks like it could be vile, and says something like, "Oh honey, look at the spider on the floor! Bombs away."

No?
I like to sharpen knives outside in the backyard. I left my stones on the table the day of a family gathering. Not a wise move.