I've never regretted the decline of Overheard in NY (which started getting all crass with stupid titles and stupider overheards) more than on the way to work this morning. So on the A train, as I'm knitting on my sleeve, the two gentlemen next to me were quietly commenting on my knitting:
"Is it a scarf?"
"I don't know, looks like a scarf"
"I want to get the dog a scarf"
"So-and-so got his dog a scarf but he got it at K-Mart"
"I think it's a scarf"
So rather than point out that I am, in fact, not knitting a scarf, I pulled out my (now battered) copy of the Fall Interweave Knits and to check my sleeve cap decreasing numbers and made sure the image of the Tilted Duster was clearly visible.
"Ohhhh it's a sweater with a skirt!"
Close enough.