Why are there no 24 hour yarn shops?

Oh my - is it only Wednesday? Crazy work at week. And apparently someone sent out a memo that at least once a day someone should bitch at me because I am asking them to do something that is PART OF THEIR JOB too late in the day (Dear ENT Doctor. I know it sucks that you have to come back to the hospital after you went home already, but it's 9 PM and I haven't left the hospital yet. Plus you have a way nicer car than me to make the trip in, and I am hazarding a guess that nobody phoned YOU at 3 AM last night because a patient was having chest pain, because being on call for ENT means that it's pretty rare for you to even get paged. And dear overnight hospitalist - do you think that I specifically request that patients don't get assigned medical beds until after 4 PM even though I ordered the transfer before 11 AM? Sadly, my psychic skills aren't finely honed enough to be able to accurately predict which ward is going to get the patient. Let's see how good your psychic powers are - how many fingers do you think I am holding up right now?) Anyways - above is the photo of Djaywalker B before I got on the plane. I have a shot demonstrating how much progress if you knit during a 1 hour flight, then spend the 1 hour layover ripping back because you screwed up the heel, and then knit for most of the 4 hour flight afterwards. I also have a shot of Socks A and B back to back so you can see where the matching of stripes is at. For some reason, Blogger does not want to upload them(or maybe it's just the dodgy WiFi hotel connection). I know that the suspense is killing you...