Well, there’s a new Field Guide on the horizon, and that always throws the warehouse into quite the tizzy. In addition to the copies that we send out to all of you, your local yarn stores are ordering wholesale quantities as well—so there’s a lot of plate spinning going on.
That’s not quite right—retail and wholesale are two completely different things, so it’s like we’re spinning plates with one hand and … hammers? … with the other. There’s just a lot to keep up with; it’s supremely easy to make an error. Lots of quiet time and no joking around in the warehouse this week.
One aspect of wholesale that complicates things (in an admittedly delightful fashion) is the parade of LYS names. No pun goes unexploited when it comes to yarn stores. Knit Happens! Purls of Wisdom! Something Knotty in the Woodshed! You think you’ve heard them all and then, lo, here comes, oh I dunno … Skeined Alive? We laugh along every single time and marvel that there are still some we haven’t heard.
Here’s the thing, though (I know you’re thinking, “What is the thing, DG?”): I’d have it no other way. You only have to spend five seconds watching pharmaceutical commercials to get the absolutely depressing lay of the land when it comes to naming things. Xeljanz! Eliquis! Snortwhiffle! I guess those all do something helpful; all I know is that they are each quite singularly unmemorable.
So bring on the funny yarn store names until the day I die; though I could perhaps be overestimating the relative belovedness of obscure Hayley Mills movies, who wouldn’t drive thirty extra miles to browse around That Yarn Cat?
Oh and if you were wondering—the name of my yarn store would totally be Y’arn, Y’all.