Cutting fruit

This just needs to be here. I'll edit eventually.

Run from weird people with knives, ok?!

I don't know what just put this in my head--ok, I do, I was cutting an apple...I just don't know why this popped into my head with this apple and not the others previous to it--but I was just remembering a weirdo that hit on me in the grocery store a few years ago.
He initially tried to pick me up near the potatoes and chattered his way behind me for  every move I made from there to the apples. He had a weird grin that bothered me. and he kept warning me of the dangers of various fruits and vegetables. He didn't hit his full glory until the apples though. At that point, he whipped out a pocketknife with a fuckking blade big enough to draw the envy of any slasher movie star and cautioned me against the pile of wax I'd be ingesting if I bought those apples before he picked an apple and used that knife (thinking about it now, he probably named that thing something like the Disemboweler) to skin the wax from the apple skin.
His grin never left his face. His grin bothered me.
In retrospect, wtf was wrong with me? It was the grin that bothered me. Not the knife that he proudly presented to a complete stranger to demonstrate it's impressive abilities...seriously...Ginzu knife step aside...I was bothered by the grin.
Better still, why did it take me 3 or 4 years to figure out that I should have immediately let loose a blood curdling scream the second he pulled it out?
Am I just finally growing wiser? Or am I just THAT slow on the uptake?