Knitters Mean Business...

So I have been told on multiple occasions that my life is weird. I often end up in weird situations that are TOTALLY not my fault and TOTALLY random chance. Today was another one of those. A friend of my finally put it into words--weird things often happen around me, rarely directly to me.

I went to the local yarn shop (LYS to the hardcore knitting world...) for a Black Friday sale. The earlier you got there, the more you saved. When I found out they were having a 25% off sale, I thought, "Lookie--a way to get cheap yarn (yarn rarely goes on sale), avoid crowds, and feel morally superior by shopping local." So I dragged my sorry butt out of the house in time to get to the store before 8. And there was a line! That's right! A line to get into the store. Evidently they abide strictly by the fire code (which made the store way more pleasant and became a very good idea as the next series of events unfolded...). So I finally got in the store. I was strategically getting the yarn on my meticulously-constructed list. Then I noticed that one of the workers asked someone to take over the register. She sounded urgent--I assumed she had to use the restroom. Then I noticed an ambulance pulling up and the opening of both doors. I thought, "Oh dear!" It turns out that someone standing in line had passed out!!! Now that is dedication! She was fine--I guess I should have mentioned that earlier! She had come early for the sale and just really didn't want to forfeit the discount! As they were wheeling her out of the store, the owner told the husband to let the wife know she could claim her discount later! Evidently the lady was concerned about this, even in her altered state. Now that is commitment!

I think my favorite part of the story is that after she left, one of the other shoppers said, "I guess she just didn't want to miss the sale." An employee responded, "Well, she did have a whole bag of (some name I hadn't heard of, but must be really nice) sock yarn." The shopper and the other shoppers around her said, "Ahhh!" in a knowing, completely sensible, "well of course" kind of way. Man, knitters mean business when it comes to a good yarn sale.

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Coy said…
I have the same experiences with universal randomness! My friends call them "Coy Stories" because the wacky/awesome events tend to only occur to me.

It is a relief to know that you also wind up in the strangest of situations!

Knit on sister! Yours in yarn,

Coy
December 1, 2010 at 4:46 PM
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