I've got quite a group of straights that had been neglected for decades. I've been honing them slowly on some Chinese stones and a set of watchmaker hones and barber hones that my Grandad used. I finally decided to order a bigger stone with a grit that I could identify. Searched around and it seemed the vast majority was suggesting that a decent stone was the Norton 4000/8000, so I ordered one through Amazon from another company.
The anticipation of the arrival of the new stone was really stretching my poor mind. I began stroking some of my barber hones. I would wake from a deep sleep in the middle of the night to find myself stalking through the house cradling my Chinese unknown grit stone and murmuring "Soon, my precious will be here!"
I woke one morning to find my vintage Norton stone in it's wood case sitting upon a tiny litter carried by my unsharpened straights with a message stating "your bretheren and I will join as one and put all these little razors in their places!" written in a circle around it.
I believed today would have to be the day it arrived when I came home from work to find many little packages on my doorstep, one of them from the company that I bought it from! It was, however, the only item not packaged in a box.
Upon opening it, I discovered to my complete horror THIS:
The case is damaged badly enough that it will not stay closed, the stone slides out with little provocation, and while in transit the stone had fallen out of the case as much as it was able to which cause the stone to chip in several places along the edge.
Now I have to wait to see what the company wants to do about it.
Until then, I have great fear for what my slowly unraveling mind will do. Will I wake to find all my straights forming themselves into a pentagram around my Great-Grandpa's grinding wheel?