It is not a cat beret! As badly as Adrienne wanted it to be a special cat sized beret that she could wear while watching Amelie and eating stinky cheeses, this mysterious knitted circle is 1870 Pearl's Tribble dishcloth. It knitted up super quickly, involved fun construction techniques and helped me get over being really angry at the lady from the LYS. It's really absorbent, and I'm putting tribbles under all of my houseplants.
OHHHHHHH!!!! W8 a second! I forgot that I haven't shared that story with you all, yet. Midnight Purls and I frequent a Stitch 'n' Bitch (i hope I'm not infringing on any copyright laws typing that!) at our LYS. We've been going for a few months now, off and on. We can't make it every week, but who can? So, last sunday, MP calls to make sure that they are, in fact, open. The woman who answered the phone was kind of short with her but, it was assumed that maybe she was busy. MP picked me up, we stopped by Starbux, and went to the LYS. (Keep in mind, MP has already driven an hour in total.) We go in and the store is a mess, the regular ladies no longer work there and there is one customer in the store. We kindly inform the woman behind the counter that our group (who meets every sunday) will be in soon and that we were wanted to get the table ready. She said she had no clue what we were talking about and informed us that ,"there will be no bitching". Can you stand it? srsly? The woman was once again short and walked away before answering any questions. After standing there in shock for about 3 minutes, we decided to leave this episode of the "knitting twilight zone" and we would go home and order yarn online and watch a movie. What crazy events led to this strange "stitch-uation"? How am I going to get in touch with the people I liked from the LYS? Does that woman's fun fur poncho itch so badly that she was already in a bad mood when we got there?
Needless to say, it will probably be quite a while before MP and I step into Fiber Arts Studio's Yarn shops again. Small, independent businesses should offer stellar customer service. After all, it's all they've got. If I wanted half-assed answers or someone to stand behind the register and grunt, I'd go to A.C Moore.