Fabric (Kona Cotton) was on sale (yay), but it had been picked over. however, I found some material I wanted, but then, something funny happen.
The first clue was that she didn't have the faintest idea what the straight shallow troughs in the cutting table were for. She told me they were to hold pins. Hmmm... how odd.
I had four bolts. I wanted 1 ¼ yard of two colors and 1 1/8 yard from the other two. One was a really pretty pink that I thought would be perfect, but the bolt looked short. I asked her if there was the 1 1/8 yard that I needed. She measured, but seemed confused as to which end of the yardstick to use, and said no. I decided to take it anyhow and when she wrote it up, she wrote up 1 ¼ yard… Hmm, that seemed even more odd.
When I asked, she said that she was sorry that there wasn’t enough fabric to bake up a whole 1/8 of a yard… Um… 1/8 is less than ¼. No, eight is bigger than 4. She gave me such a pitying look, like how did you get this old without realizing that? Sigh… really?
I took it, anyhow, without arguing further. She was helping out in the department.. I ended up with nearly five yards and paid $6 for it, less than half what I paid for the batting. Everything in the store seemed to be on sale. That’s not a good sign. I should go back and look at their painting kits. In any event, I have enough fabric for my next two projects, so *yay* for that, but *boo* too. I fear for math... just as I fear for cursive writing.