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gnomimabfan and I met for lunch today, and while I was waiting for the T back from lunch, I was sitting on a bench on the platform and knitting. I was finishing up a glove finger, and when the train pulled in, I'd set aside my working needle to draw the tail through the remaining 6 stitches. While I was doing this, the train pulled in, so I got up and got onto the train. As soon as the doors closed, I realized I couldn't remember where I'd put my working needle, and I thought I'd heard something fall as I stood up to get on the train. Eh, I thought, it's a plastic double-pointed out of a set of 5. Not a horrible loss, though annoying, since I just bought those double-pointeds.I get back to my office, get back to my work. After a bit, I realize I want to go talk to
seborn for a moment. I reach up to take off my reading glasses and...Find the missing needle. Stuck behind my ear. Where it had been for over an hour.
