I really shouldn't go to the monthly meetings of my knitting group. Having lost our long-time meeting place, we gather at a Panera's, kind of off in a corner, where we hope management will not realize that we are occupying their chairs and tables well beyond the time it takes to consume a cup of coffee and a cranberry-orange muffin.
We include a share-around and inevitably some other knitter's project is more exciting than mine and I am instantly plotting how I can be a copy-cat without finishing my boring project.
There is a large men's group next over from us, taking up chairs and tables as we are, but all they do is talk, they produce absolutely nothing. It's amusing that in order to reach the restrooms they have to walk past our group. I like to sit on the side where I can watch their expressions, some disdainful, never envious. I'm tempted to put up a sign offering free knitting lessons.
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