My so called “red” scarf.

23 Jan

I finished weaving in the ends of my red scarf project scarf. I also printed up one of these handy labels (pdf file) to go with it.

Yarn: Banana Silk

Needles: Size 11s from my Denise kit

Pattern: My So Called Scarf

Notes: This is really a great pattern. It makes a nice scarf, it’s easy to remember, and it’s fun. The banana silk has a wonderful heft to it. All the breaks were annoying, but I think it turned out fantastic.

So in the library world – I was helping a patron today – a somewhat middle aged to older gentleman – and while I was turned to the computer looking up something for him, he blurted out, “You’re gorgeous.” I smiled and thanked him and finished helping him, which (thankfully) involved making a phone call over to another campus. He was perfectly nice, and while I thought that was a little weird, he wasn’t creepy and didn’t say anything else so it was fine. But the weird kind of stuck with me and I wondered whether we had any procedure written up somewhere about how I was supposed to behave in that kind of situation. (Figuring probably not.) While I was talking to my supervisor about it I had a realization. The issue is that I have no experience politely turning away attention. I’m a fairly well adjusted and good enough looking person today, but in high school and as an undergrad I was unpopular, weird looking, and pretty icy and unapproachable to boot. I can only think of a handful of instances where I had to deflect a conversation away from the direction it was heading. If my best friend pops by to read this, she can attest to having to explain to poor Jason that when I blurted “I can’t date you, you’re Jason!” all I really meant was I only saw him as a friend rather than as some kind of abomination. So yeah, public service. There’s something new every day.


Posted by on January 23, 2007 in knitting, library stuff, other bits of life


3 responses to “My so called “red” scarf.

  1. Mary

    January 24, 2007 at 12:12 am

    You know, it’s wasn’t until I broached/breached? Fell into my 30s that I was comfy in my own skin, well, more often than not. It’s also the very first time I had my very own stalker (when I worked at the Kings Beach Library in N. Lake Tahoe…). Public service really does bring up more senarios than you could ever prevent. I learned to roll with the punches. It adds a great bit of spice to life, at least :).

  2. emily

    January 24, 2007 at 11:51 am

    You did the right thing I think. When that happens to me, I smile, say thank you and continue with whatever was happening like they hadn’t mentioned it…just as you did. It is always men that are older enough than me that I don’t consider it “hitting on me”. It might fluster me if it were a hot guy my age and was unexpected 🙂

  3. Norma

    January 29, 2007 at 10:02 am

    Well, you ARE gorgeous….at least from what I can tell, hiding behind that scarf. 🙂 Anyway, the scarf is gorgeous, too. Thank you, I’ll put it in the gallery.


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