I haven’t been online very much in the past several weeks, mostly due to just not managing to stop at places with free wifi service. I am currently in a motel in Orlando while my truck is in for engine repairs.
Last weekend I had parked for the night and accidentally walked over to the bar and grill next door to the truck stop for a burger and a couple of adult libations before retiring for the evening.
The bartender kept giving me funny looks as I ate my burger. Once I had finished eating I pulled my knitting out of it’s backpack and started working on the hat I am currently making for a friend.
When the bartender saw the yarn she rushed over “I thought I recognized you! You’re the trucker who ‘yarns’!”
I chuckled and admitted that yes, I am the trucker who “yarns”. She was my best friend after that.
They may forget my face (and who could blame them, eh?) but they never forget the yarn.