If I had been drinking milk, it would have snorted out my nose.
I'll take "Strangest Reason I've Ever Sold Someone Yarn" for 200, Alex.
The other day a woman came into the store with a man following close behind, and she asked me to show them the cheapest yarn we carry with the longest yardage. Based on the uncomfortable look on her face and the fact that she called a skein a "roll," I asked, "It sounds like you're looking for yarn as a gift?"
Her reply? "No, we need it for a team building exercise to throw at people."
She ended up purchasing three rolls of Plymouth Encore Worsted (200yds for $5.55) in purple, teal, and light blue. And before they left I asked her to send us pictures.
So needless to say, the universe has been in an especially hilarious mood lately. Today I was reminded of the apartment in Philadelphia where I lived the year after I graduated from college. One day I got in the elevator with a woman who looked about college age and we discovered that we were both headed for the sixth floor.
"I'm in apartment 628, how about you?"
"I'm in 626!"
"Wow, right next to me! I'm Emily."
"Nice to meet you! My name is Emily, too."
So today I got a postcard and an email from my now not-so-secret pal. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to mustangem82, aka Emily, aka the most wonderful Secret Pal this particular Emily could ever ask for.
One day we Emilies will take over the world. Just see if we don't.
The other day a woman came into the store with a man following close behind, and she asked me to show them the cheapest yarn we carry with the longest yardage. Based on the uncomfortable look on her face and the fact that she called a skein a "roll," I asked, "It sounds like you're looking for yarn as a gift?"
Her reply? "No, we need it for a team building exercise to throw at people."
She ended up purchasing three rolls of Plymouth Encore Worsted (200yds for $5.55) in purple, teal, and light blue. And before they left I asked her to send us pictures.
So needless to say, the universe has been in an especially hilarious mood lately. Today I was reminded of the apartment in Philadelphia where I lived the year after I graduated from college. One day I got in the elevator with a woman who looked about college age and we discovered that we were both headed for the sixth floor.
"I'm in apartment 628, how about you?"
"I'm in 626!"
"Wow, right next to me! I'm Emily."
"Nice to meet you! My name is Emily, too."
So today I got a postcard and an email from my now not-so-secret pal. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to mustangem82, aka Emily, aka the most wonderful Secret Pal this particular Emily could ever ask for.
One day we Emilies will take over the world. Just see if we don't.