My yarn was run over by a bus today.
left the dorm for Japanese class with yarn stowed in HP messenger bag, biked merrily along.
yarn fell out of bag about halfway along the length of McFadden dorm - i continued biking, oblivious.
I only noticed a slight tug 40 yards later. I turn around and hold up the offending piece of string.
A passing biker drives into it and carries it along, the tensed yarn trips two people before the innocent biker stops and we untangle him and his pedestrians. The I start heading back along the street, picking up hand-fulls of yarn as I walk, and then, a bus ran over my yarn.
I kept rolling the yarn up in my hand, I had no idea how far back it went - the ball could have still been back in my room for all I could see! But thankfully there it was on the sidewalk after I had collected two bursting hand-fulls of stray yarn.
I picked up my squishy center-pull ball of hunter green mournfully. Now I'd have to re-wrap it.
It's rather fortunate the bus didn't catch on my yarn. I don't think could have stopped the bus before it got onto University Street. And what would I have said to the driver?!
"Please stop! My knitting is tangled up in your wheel-well!"
yarn fell out of bag about halfway along the length of McFadden dorm - i continued biking, oblivious.
I only noticed a slight tug 40 yards later. I turn around and hold up the offending piece of string.
A passing biker drives into it and carries it along, the tensed yarn trips two people before the innocent biker stops and we untangle him and his pedestrians. The I start heading back along the street, picking up hand-fulls of yarn as I walk, and then, a bus ran over my yarn.
I kept rolling the yarn up in my hand, I had no idea how far back it went - the ball could have still been back in my room for all I could see! But thankfully there it was on the sidewalk after I had collected two bursting hand-fulls of stray yarn.
I picked up my squishy center-pull ball of hunter green mournfully. Now I'd have to re-wrap it.
It's rather fortunate the bus didn't catch on my yarn. I don't think could have stopped the bus before it got onto University Street. And what would I have said to the driver?!
"Please stop! My knitting is tangled up in your wheel-well!"