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August 31, 2008

confrontation fear

Scene: Tim Hortons late on a Sunday morning, bustling with the after-church crowd. Your intrepid heroine is sitting alone in a corner minding her own business, knitting away on a lovely skirt over a large mug of Tim's so-called "steeped tea" (not actually steeped, but that's a gripe for another day). A man about fifteen years her senior approaches; he's wearing a t-shirt with some motorcycle company logo on the front, and on the back are two targets with crosshairs, roughly over the lower end of the shoulder blades, and this text: Passenger Safety Instructions. 1. Place one boob over each target. 2. Hold on tight. 3. Enjoy the ride.

The man sits down at the table next to our heroine, ten inches or so away, separated by a low divider wall. He asks, "making me a sweater?".

Ahem. Ladies (I'm assuming no men ever get this question whether they knit or not), have you ever been asked this question in public by a total stranger before? I have, several times, so many times that ages ago I started thinking about how I might answer this question next time, only to chicken out once the next "next time" came.

What I said: "nope". Without so much as a glance up or further acknowledgement of his existence.

What I wish I'd said: "No, but maybe I'll knit you one some day when your membership in the patriarchy no longer entitles you to think you can demand intimate domestic tasks from any woman. You'll need one then, since hell will have frozen over".

Posted by jodi at August 31, 2008 05:35 PM | categories:  assholes

Comments

while it lacks the flair of what you'd wish you said, I actually rather like your real response; it doesn't exactly invite further discussion!

Posted by: emily at August 31, 2008 06:31 PM

That would have been an excellent comeback.. unfortunately I have the feeling that you'd have to try to use little words and speak slowly so that he would be able to understand you. What a pinhead.

Posted by: mouse at August 31, 2008 06:56 PM

If you had said that with a Southern accent you would have sounded like Julia Sugarbaker (Designing Women).

I have been asked that by grody NYers in the subway. Since I am sweetness personified I usually answer "Of course, give me your phone # and we can talk." For some reason that seems to scare them.

Posted by: JudithNYC at August 31, 2008 07:47 PM

This kind of line is way to common when knitting in public. Really. Do they think its a good pick-up line or something? I just don't understand. I think your other comeback would be awesome as he would have been puzzling out what the hell you said and exactly how you insulted him. Sadly, I am sure you will have another chance or 20 to use it.

Posted by: Allison at August 31, 2008 08:06 PM

I'm trying to think of a good intermediate response but the bullseye instructions are making my neurons hurt. Gzzzzzzahhh....

Posted by: Lee Ann at August 31, 2008 11:20 PM

People always asks that question, but it never happen to me that a strager come to ask me!!
I don't know how i would react.


Posted by: Alice from france at September 1, 2008 02:19 AM

How about "Sure, 500 bucks and I'll throw in a personality change and manners lesson for free".

Posted by: BBS at September 1, 2008 02:54 AM

ROCK ON, sister!

Posted by: harisenbon at September 1, 2008 10:51 AM

My usual answer:

"You wish!" (as in, don't you wish I was.)

Or "Not today."

That said, while I understand your ire, these kinds of questions don't really bother me much. They're usually said by dumb clucks who think it's an amusing start to a conversation. Ha. Haha. Never, ever heard that conversational gambit before.

But it's also good as a moron-identifier. Once you've identified the moron, you can safely ignore him.

Posted by: Janice in GA at September 1, 2008 11:01 AM

I'll think of something better to say next time ;)

Posted by: Chris at September 1, 2008 11:49 AM

I always offer to show them how to make their own.

Posted by: chris at September 1, 2008 12:19 PM

Response: "Why, you gonna knit one for me?"

I just saw your cicada photo but those comments are closed. AWESOME photo! Majorly impressed.

Posted by: Laurie at September 1, 2008 05:52 PM

Ugh, I get that all the time. My usual response is:

"No, but I can teach you how, if you would like to knit one for yourself."

Posted by: Steph VW at September 2, 2008 11:30 AM

Nah, you wouldn't have wanted to waste all them long words on such an iiiidiot, not to mention the breath with which to say them.

I was having going-away-drinks with a friend who happens to be a lesbian in a local sports bar, which redeems itself by having an excellent tap list. There was a guy sitting behind us, with his chair turned wrong way round so that we had an unobstructed view of the back of his t-shirt. It sported a graphic a'la street crossing signs showing two stick people, one obviously female since she had d'boobs, one male who was laying face down with his head in her crotch. The slogan read "certified muff diving instructor." He was quite at a loss for words when my butch friend asked him for a few pointers, off the clock.

Assholes indeed.

Posted by: Ragnar at September 2, 2008 03:06 PM

He would have heard the words "maybe" "intimate" and "woman". Everything else would get filtered out.

Posted by: NWJR at September 3, 2008 01:02 PM

I'd always answered that question in extreme discomfort, laughing along, trying to pretend that it wasn't incredibly rude and then wishing after that I'd thought of something cutting that would point out all of the stereotypes and assumptions that went into their offhand comment, and then today...today I was in work-related seminar, and the instructor took a shine to my pretty red sweater. "OOooh, make me one!" And your post flashed before my eyes, and I looked up, smiled, and said, "Nope."
Most empowering answer ever...thank you!

Posted by: Dani B at September 5, 2008 03:17 PM

that was funny!

Posted by: sam barnum at September 6, 2008 11:49 AM

*snert!* Good one, Dani!
eeeyup, Jodi, that kind of experience is right up there with aaaaaaaaaaall the times that people have commented to me while I'm in costume entertaining children; "Hey, are you just clowning around?"
It's not even worth saying "Oh! you're sooo original!"
I guess I'm glad that I'm not 'clowning around so much anymore...

Posted by: Mary at September 8, 2008 10:52 AM

My response would have been to waive a free needle over his head and say "poof, you're a sweater."

Posted by: dara at September 8, 2008 06:54 PM

I just say I dont have time to knit all the projects Iam already committed to.Hugs Darcy

Posted by: Darcy at September 13, 2008 01:13 PM