This is my one hundredth post. And in honor of that auspicious occasion, I would like to tell you a story. It is a true story. And it is a timely story as the events described occurred this very day.
I was sitting alone. The ferry was relatively empty as the yearly tourists, wary of becoming waterlogged, had not yet descended upon Seattle. They'd guessed wrong. It was a beautiful sunny day.
I was working on a glove: tipless and the second of the pair to be delivered to the winner of the TSMK-WWIBG. Although Saturday, I'd spent the day in the office trying to catch up on work and listening to basketball games on Internet radio. Things were good.
I finished a round on the gloves, and looked up.
She was coming toward me, down the long hall of the ferry. A woman, as they say, of a certain age. Her reddish blond hair was in a loose bun. She wore a dark green overcoat and was pulling a rolling suitcase.
I went back to my work.
I finished the first needle of this new round. As I began to position the needles to start on the second, I noticed she was still approaching. She appeared to be studying me.
Knitting in public has its drawbacks, and occasionally feeling like a curiousity is among them. But a small price to pay, I thought to myself, for the chance to knit quietly in a sun-drenched booth on the ferry.
Not necessarily wanting to make eye contact, I went back to the glove.
And that's when she said it.
Right as she was passing, and without breaking stride.
"There's nothing sexier than a man who knows how to knit."
For perhaps only the fifth time in my life, I was completely speechless.
Had I heard her correctly? Was I hallucinating? Had the barrista slipped something illicit into my double-tall sugar-free skinny hazelnut latte?
And then it hit me.
I had heard her correctly. And she was speaking the truth. I'm confident that not even George Clooney shirtlessly clutching a cherub while sipping cognac, reciting French poetry and surrounded by Golden Retriever puppies is a sexier man.
They say the truth will set you free. And I assure you, that this truth, this very important truth, will stay with me for a long time to come.
~TSMK
Boy, is that lady right.
ReplyDeleteI could be biased, though, since my fiance knows how to knit and I find it to be quite awesome.
Congratulations on your 100th post!
Yup! There's something sooo 21st Century Man about a bloke wanting to knit! Keep on clicking!!!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I can't argue with this; it's very true!
ReplyDeleteIt's true. As a matter of fact, unpon finding your blog, I pleaded with my husband to learn to knit. To which he responded, "You're kidding, right?"
ReplyDelete*sigh*