I got that look again today...
Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 3:59 am
The first time I stitched at work my boss was startled, then disbelieving, then asked if I was stitching "bats and hexes."
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Many of the ladies couldn't believe I was a stitcher. And when I got my equally "not that type" best friend doing it, it was even more, shall we say, ostracizing. It's not that the coworkers didn't like needlework, it was just US doing it somehow sullied the craft.
Over half a dozen years later, we rewind and replay the scene.
So today, before I even arrived at the office I'd hit my 40 hours and was 1 over. In addition, I was there at 6:30am, through no fault of my own, and knowing all this I brought my darn Random Blocks piece with me to do at lunch. If one is going to work an 11 hour day of straight overtime, one needs a distraction, correct?
I went out to an area away from everyone, where usually a few people come to use the bathrooms (you know, the "distant" bathrooms, so as not to offend the coworkers, which incidentally makes it really uncomfortable for those who spot you sneaking off to take a quiet poo because now we KNOW you're sneaking off to take a quiet poo, brilliant job there Stealth-O).
And of COURSE we had several people go past or at least see me that were open-mouthed astonished that I was sitting there stitching happily.
You'd think I rode a broom to work, or sacrificed small fuzzy animals in my leisure time or something, the way people react to this!
I understand that yes, it's a little bit of an "older person" hobby, but if you just look at my darn pattern you'll see it's not the usual "Cat on a Fence" or "Adorable Chicken and Future Nuggets," no no no. It's stuff in keeping with the sarcastic, overly chill, witty and sometimes naughty admin you all know and adore!
On the positive side of all this is that I am, in fact, getting older, inching ever closer to the age more appropriate of a bag of floss beside her and a needle clenched in her teeth. But good grief, is it too much to ask for the common courtesy to mask the shock or horror of me wielding tiny scissors and a feisty gleam??
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Many of the ladies couldn't believe I was a stitcher. And when I got my equally "not that type" best friend doing it, it was even more, shall we say, ostracizing. It's not that the coworkers didn't like needlework, it was just US doing it somehow sullied the craft.
Over half a dozen years later, we rewind and replay the scene.
So today, before I even arrived at the office I'd hit my 40 hours and was 1 over. In addition, I was there at 6:30am, through no fault of my own, and knowing all this I brought my darn Random Blocks piece with me to do at lunch. If one is going to work an 11 hour day of straight overtime, one needs a distraction, correct?
I went out to an area away from everyone, where usually a few people come to use the bathrooms (you know, the "distant" bathrooms, so as not to offend the coworkers, which incidentally makes it really uncomfortable for those who spot you sneaking off to take a quiet poo because now we KNOW you're sneaking off to take a quiet poo, brilliant job there Stealth-O).
And of COURSE we had several people go past or at least see me that were open-mouthed astonished that I was sitting there stitching happily.
You'd think I rode a broom to work, or sacrificed small fuzzy animals in my leisure time or something, the way people react to this!
I understand that yes, it's a little bit of an "older person" hobby, but if you just look at my darn pattern you'll see it's not the usual "Cat on a Fence" or "Adorable Chicken and Future Nuggets," no no no. It's stuff in keeping with the sarcastic, overly chill, witty and sometimes naughty admin you all know and adore!
On the positive side of all this is that I am, in fact, getting older, inching ever closer to the age more appropriate of a bag of floss beside her and a needle clenched in her teeth. But good grief, is it too much to ask for the common courtesy to mask the shock or horror of me wielding tiny scissors and a feisty gleam??