What Goes Around Comes Around
I finally got myself back to knitting with this hat:
It's Coronet from Knitty in Manos del Uruguay. I managed to squeeze it out of one skein by skipping the folded brim (it ultimately took about 112 yards). It was quick and easy and well-received by my coworker, for whom it was a gift. I call it his "karmic bonus" because he's a really nice guy who went above and beyond the call of duty recently.
This place, especially Arcata where I work, is full of eccentrics on a normal day, so you can imagine what happens on Halloween. The Saturday before Halloween I was at work, standing around the table with my three coworkers, shaping baguettes. Suddenly someone was pounding on the glass doors. I turned to see a man in nothing but his underwear knocking on the glass and frantically gesturing for someone to come outside. The whole scene was rendered significantly creepier by the fact that he was covered in blood.
I was closest to the door, but I turned back to the others with a look indicating that I wasn't going anywhere near that dude. The two guys, M and A, went to see what was up. The Naked Dude was trashed, angry, and barely coherent, but the guys stayed with him and calmed him down. M got the guy a chair, some water and a damp towel. He even let Naked Dude wear his cardigan sweater.
We were all reluctant to call the police, especially considering recent events, so they just took care of him until he was functioning well enough to borrow the phone and call some friends to pick him up. Unfortunately, the cardigan went with him. I was so impressed with M's patience and willingness to handle the situation rather than trying to make Naked Dude someone else's problem, and as a knitter I took the loss of the sweater pretty hard, so I decided to make him the hat.
In other work-related news, I haven't yet found a new job because I got a promotion at my old one. I had already been given a little bump up in responsibility, but it turns out that the job requires more responsibility than was originally planned. I'm now stuck in that awkward place between being frustrated and wanting to quit, and wanting to do well in my new position. Damn bosses. They know just how to push the guilt buttons.
Meanwhile, insomnia has come to visit and refuses to leave. It won't take the Sleepytime hint (even with Valerian root), so I'm resorting to Benadryl. I'm off to take some and stare at the ceiling for a while...
It's Coronet from Knitty in Manos del Uruguay. I managed to squeeze it out of one skein by skipping the folded brim (it ultimately took about 112 yards). It was quick and easy and well-received by my coworker, for whom it was a gift. I call it his "karmic bonus" because he's a really nice guy who went above and beyond the call of duty recently.
This place, especially Arcata where I work, is full of eccentrics on a normal day, so you can imagine what happens on Halloween. The Saturday before Halloween I was at work, standing around the table with my three coworkers, shaping baguettes. Suddenly someone was pounding on the glass doors. I turned to see a man in nothing but his underwear knocking on the glass and frantically gesturing for someone to come outside. The whole scene was rendered significantly creepier by the fact that he was covered in blood.
I was closest to the door, but I turned back to the others with a look indicating that I wasn't going anywhere near that dude. The two guys, M and A, went to see what was up. The Naked Dude was trashed, angry, and barely coherent, but the guys stayed with him and calmed him down. M got the guy a chair, some water and a damp towel. He even let Naked Dude wear his cardigan sweater.
We were all reluctant to call the police, especially considering recent events, so they just took care of him until he was functioning well enough to borrow the phone and call some friends to pick him up. Unfortunately, the cardigan went with him. I was so impressed with M's patience and willingness to handle the situation rather than trying to make Naked Dude someone else's problem, and as a knitter I took the loss of the sweater pretty hard, so I decided to make him the hat.
In other work-related news, I haven't yet found a new job because I got a promotion at my old one. I had already been given a little bump up in responsibility, but it turns out that the job requires more responsibility than was originally planned. I'm now stuck in that awkward place between being frustrated and wanting to quit, and wanting to do well in my new position. Damn bosses. They know just how to push the guilt buttons.
Meanwhile, insomnia has come to visit and refuses to leave. It won't take the Sleepytime hint (even with Valerian root), so I'm resorting to Benadryl. I'm off to take some and stare at the ceiling for a while...
posted by Elena at 3:10 AM
5 Comments:
Pretty hat. Love that color.
Unsolicited advice dept: stay at the job if you like it, or if you think that you'll like it more with your new reponsibilities. Otherwise, start lookin'.
PS You made me reminisce about my bakery days. :-)
Aw, it's nice that you did your bit to keep the karma going round, and it's a bloody nice hat too!
That hat is just lovely!
PS. Saw this today and thought of you, wondered if you had seen it already:
http://www.savethesheep.com/f-veganknitting.asp
i want more knitopotamus! Please?
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