Knittin' Crap: Away Mission, Day 2

The sr. officer director did send a short communication email after my last report post, giving no indication of distress. However, we are still analyzing the message for an encoded update in case he was forced to send it under duress. One officer group manager has postulated that the sr. officer director may be part Romulan, in which case we will have to re-evaluate our interpretation of his messages.

Knittin' Crap: Away Mission, Day 1

Red Shirt #1 and my sr. officer director have been gone over 24 hours now, with no communication. This can mean one of only two things: Red Shirt #1 is already a casualty but hasn't been placed on the casualty rolls because my superior has been taken captive in meetings all day, or they're under fire, um, in really crappy meetings but can't call for help because communications are jammed the damn office wifi is crapping out. Again.

Knittin' Crap: Life of a Red Shirt

Saturday: Faceless Red Shirt #1 comes into being.
Monday morning: Bring Red Shirt #1 to office. RS#1 narrowly escapes encounter with desktop creeper:

Monday, throughout the day: I learn to type while wearing a finger puppet.
Monday afternoon: My boss³ asks if I have a Star Trek finger puppet handy. I say yes and produce Red Shirt #1. He asks if he can borrow him this week for his trip to headquarters for a meeting with his boss. I say ok.
Monday, 5 minutes later: I start to wonder if Red Shirt #1 will come back in one piece, or have a giant scorch mark on its chest.
Monday, late afternoon: I miss the nameless, faceless Red Shirt #1 already.

News: Why I'm Joining Friendface!

I haven't bashed on Facebook for awhile, so here are some funny, and at least one creepy, themed items.

Funny:

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  see more Lolcats and funny pictures, and check out our Socially Awkward Penguin lolz!
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  see more epicfails
• Chuck (or is that Beans?) is looking for me, I just know it...

Creepy:

• Facebook offshores its picture moderating, giving people who get paid less-than-crap and undergo little to no criminal background checks access to your account.

Knittin' Crap: Before You Ask

moar funny pictures

Why I make stuff:

1. It's a productive hobby.
2. I like making stuff for myself and for others.
3. It is, by turns, relaxing, challenging, mindless, and technical.
4. Making the perfect gift for a friend or a well-fitting sweater for myself is extremely satisfying.

Why I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to try to sell stuff I make:

1. People do hobbies for fun. Making the hobby into a profession is a good way to make it not so much fun anymore.
2. My time is worth more to me than it is to anyone else.
3. People who don't knit/crochet/make handcrafts rarely have any idea of how much time is invested in a well-made item.
4. Most people selling their personally handmade items at craft fairs and many even on Etsy are rarely charging enough to make minimum wage. I really wish they wouldn't undervalue their work that way. At the small amount, if any, of profit they make after materials and other expenses, how can it be worth it? But it also reinforces the mindset many people have that time spent "crafting" is somehow not worth much.
5. Adding the pressure of trying to sell an item or making an item on commission and thus needing to please some other person and hope they don't bail out of the commission doesn't appeal to me.
6. Having to explain to people who are used to buying sweat-shop output the prices I'd charge based on the hourly wage merited by the skill and time involved is also definitely not my idea of fun. I've heard from too many people in similar situations of how many dumbasses say shit like, "But you can buy a dozen pairs of socks at Walmart for $3."
7. I don't have enough time to make the things I want for myself and the gifts I want to make for friends, and since I would never make nearly as much money selling my work as I do at my day job, even if I worked on it 80 hours a week, unless I opened my own personal sweat shop (do I have to explain after the above why I wouldn't do this?), It's Just Not Fiscally Worth It.
8. Seriously, folks, if I started selling those Angry Birds or Star Trek finger puppets that you like so much, someone would eventually sue my ass.

I appreciate that most people who tell me I should sell my stuff or offer to buy it are being complimentary, but I'm tired of explaining again and again why that idea just doesn't work for me.