True story: I briefly dated a knitter who turned out to be the biggest asshole ever. I was shocked to find out that he was kinda still seeing his ex while sleeping with me. I was livid about the lies, but more than that, I felt like I had been tricked. It had never occurred to me that a guy who knits and then wears his own sweaters and hats could be an asshole.
Now that is classic. Welcome to the jungle, baby. Where even the knitters are out to g-g-gitcha.