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I know you are all probably curious about knitting class. Did I meet interesting people? Did I make any friends? Did I play well with others?

In a word: no.

First, to back up, I have a confession to make. I actually stood in front of the mirror, before I left, and contemplated which looked friendlier - extremely fluffy hair down or hair up in a less fluffy manner. Sad. (I went with hair up, more presentable)

I did not have my hopes pinned on making friends in knitting class. The truth is, I'm pretty shy around strangers unless there is someone who is more shy and uncomfortable than I am, then I might work to make them feel more comfortable. However, the value came in at least trying to get out and make friends. There is very little chance of making friends if I stay home in my tiny apartment, right?

So it was a dark and rainy night on Thursday, and I dragged my ass out of my warm and comfy home to go to class. Got myself a root beer along the way. I'm all ready to be charming and make a scarf. I arrive 5 minutes early. I browse a bit and then go to the class room. No one is there. I look at all the different classes available at this location. No one shows up. I sit in a chair. I get up and sit in a different chair. A try a third chair and decide this is the chair for me. No one shows up. This goes on for about 15 minutes, until I finally went out and talked to a manager.

We look in the class book and see I AM THE ONLY ONE SIGNED UP FOR THIS PARTICULAR CLASS. So much for making friends. Usually, when that happens, the teacher cancels it. But she didn't bother this time. No one called me. Because I don't have my actual receipt, I get a refund in the form of a gift card. And I head home.

FAIL!

So those of you who were worried that I would become a Knitter with a capital KNIT, you can rest easy. Not that you had much to worry about anyway.