On My Way To the Post Office

Side Note:  

My husband just informed me that on his walk home from work tonight he saw a man in a large truck at the gas station open his window a crack, shove out a cheap kitchen knife, then drive off.  After the obvious questions (Was it covered in blood?  Did you get a look at his face?  Did you call the police?  Does he know you saw him?), he tells me he merely kicked it to the curb so noone would step on it.  So weird.