Sunday, November 11, 2007

Fan Girl

Today I went out for coffee. I expected I would get to the cafe before the person I was meeting, so I brought along some knitting. Halfway there, I realized I was wearing my awesome knitting t-shirt and my Minimalist Cardigan. Luckily, I got to the cafe second, so I didn't have to face the decision of whether to be Knitting Girl, wearing a knitting t-shirt, wearing a handknit, and knitting, all at once.

We sat outside and a guy walked by asking for change. We told him we didn't have any (which was true) and he walked away. As he left, he remarked that he liked my sweater. Perhaps in a moment of TMI, I said, "Thanks! I made it!" (I don't know if any of you feel the need to tell everyone who remarks on something you happened to have made that you made it! but I do. Probably because I'm so shocked I actually like something I made enough to wear it.) He turned around and looked more closely at my sweater. Then he said it really needed a button. Or maybe a zipper, which are really simple to install, you know. Then he asked if the seaming was the hardest part. I said yes, and he said it looked like I had messed up on the shoulders (which, technically, I did). They just didn't look right. He then proceeded to talk about how matching a straight line to a circle is hard, because of physics and equal and opposite reactions. Eventually he walked away, revealing he wasn't wearing any underwear and was in dire need of a belt.

3 comments:

Bertha said...

What the hell?! Weirdest. Knitting-related.Encounter.Ever.

Lena said...

Ah, Portland. :)

We need to have another knitting Saturday sometime soon...We could meet at Mabel's (I still haven't been there yet)...or you all could just come to my house and we could build a fire in the fireplace and have tea and be cozy on what's likely to be a rainy day...

I'm sure you all are busy with the end of the term coming up, but let me know if there's a time that might work for you. Aside from Thanksgiving, I'm free.

Claudia said...

AWESOME! I gave $.65 to a black guy a few weeks ago, who proceeded to tell me about how many Hispanics were coming into the US and how they were gonna beat us re: being the largest minority group. So I said, "Well, I think it's better if we become more polyglot, don't you?" because I had just learned the word "polyglot" from Barack Obama, and that's what Obama had said about America, anyway. And the guy AGREED and asked me if I spoke Spanish, and I told him I didn't, and so he told me all about how I could go to the library and purchase tapes and trade off with a friend so I'd only have to buy every other tape ($16.99). And I told him, "I'll think about it. Which is when his eyes narrowed and he exhaled violently, and also when I started moving toward the approaching train and praying that I had not offended a madman; or at least, that I could get on the train quickly enough so that it wouldn't matter. And as I walked away, he quizzed me (to my back) about the conversation we had just had, and I started praying harder for the train doors to open, and then they did. And then I went to work. The end.