Forewarning I am a bit grumpy today which will be my excuse for the following grumpy post, however, I’m sure that all knitters will commiserate with me on the topic at hand:
Knuggles* think that they’re soooooooooooooooo funny. You will never hear another knitter say to you
“What are you knitting now? A sock? Only one? What about the other one?? HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR”
“Only one sleeve**? So are you going to make another one or is this sweater only meant to have one sleeve? HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR”
My general response (when I’m in a good mood) is: well, I can only knit one at a time (a lie but knuggles get confused when introduced to too much knitting in one go), or I smile and fake a chuckle.
I don’t know why knuggles think these jokes are so funny, or why they insist on continuing to make them. To me, knitting jokes like this are the equivalent to calling me an old lady because I’m knitting, especially when they’ll turn around the next day and expect me to knit them something.
Am I the only knitter to get frustrated by these jokes? Am I too sensitive about my yarn? Too impatient with those who know nothing, Jon Snow?
Maybe, maybe not. I’m going to go with not but what do you guys think?
*The/my definition of the (made-up) word knuggle being a non-knitter. Like a muggle but in the yarn world rather than the magical one.
** The sleeve in question was the last sleeve on Husband’s sweater (I’m 1/4 of the way through!) from a male co-worker who wasn’t aware he was treading on thin ice with a hormonal knitter