This is what the first 2 hours of jury duty looks like.
The knitting dropped off quickly after those first couple of hours when I was actually selected for a jury. The general public does not seem to understand that garter stitch and listening to testimony actually go beautifully together. For some reason I decided not to try to point this out to the judge and dutifully kept the knitting tucked away in my bag while in the courtroom.
Knitting in the jury room during our breaks has sparked some interesting conversation. No, I did not grow up knitting as a child, nor was I taught by my mother or grandmother. Yes really, it was a grown-up decision I made all by myself (with the help of a couple of enabling coworkers). A couple women wished they knit but insisted they don't have the time. Um, you just talked about the 2 hours of television you're going to watch tonight, but whatever, I smiled sympathetically. Must be rough to be so swamped, and no, I didn't see Project Runway this week. My favorite though was that apparently I only have the time to knit because I don't have children. Seriously? I'm sure none of you other knitters out there have children either. Wait you do? You work full-time and have children and knit? Will wonders never cease?
And no, I did not get my hand-dyed merino cashmere laceweight at Michael's.