Dear woman-who-obviously-thinks-I’m-an-idiot,

The next time you decide to try and pull one over on me in returning yarn that was obviously knit with and reskeined, wash the fucking yarn and get the kinks out of it. Period. (Oh yeah, and reskein the yarn correctly, please.) We won’t even get into how wrong that is, to return used-fucking-yarn. Because you’re an entitled bitch and won’t listen.

I’ve been in this rodeo for a while and you do have to get up really early to pull one over on me. Remember, there’s a reason I have this job and I solve your problems and not the other way around.

Thank you for a whole lot of nothing,
The Girl At The Yarn Shop That You Routinely Insult.