I'm a copy editor and page designer for a daily newspaper. On the days I work nights (yeah, I'm aware that sounds odd), I bring my knitting bag to work with me so I can knit on my lunch and then again after deadline, when I'm waiting for the presses to start. The other day, I was alone in the lunch room, trying to remember how many stitches I'd just purled, when one of the press guys came in to use the vending machines.
"Hey," he said, "you knitting?"
"Yeah ..." I said.