Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Skeins on a Plane
I took care to bring bamboo needles for the sock knitting instead of my favorite steel double-points. In this post 9/11 time, flying is tough enough that I didn't want to risk fighting with security over knitting needles and looking like a wacko flight risk. Hey, remember people, this is New York! Bamboo needles sailed through the check points.
Settled in my seat near a window, I took out the knitting and got to it. The "flight professional", as they are now called, asked me for my drink and snack preferences and added that she's seen knitting with two needles, but never with four. So I tell her, "It's for socks." She starts laughing and hitting her head while I'm thinking, ok, what's her problem? Looking at me between the blue chips and the cashews, over the heads of my seat-mates she says, "You did say socks, right?"