Quiz Pro Quo

I did it! I joined a meetups group, followed through, and went to a trivia night! And guess what! I had a great time!

Picture it, (Sicily… no wait! ha! ok, not that funny. Ahem…) Picture it. Busy local pub on a Friday evening. I park and sit in my car for a bit. I’m nervous. Hands are sweaty. This is soooo outside my comfort zone.

See, about a year ago, I screwed up my courage and decided to finally go to a coffee shop where people who knit and crochet meet once a week. I decided to go. Here I am, with my little bag that says “Bury me in yarn and books” and has a picture of… yarn and books… original, I know. Anyhoo, I ask where the group is seated, and they tell me the are on the patio outside. I walk out, head held high, even if my heart is beating so loud I can feel the thump-thumping in my throat, holding my bag in front of me so people can clearly see what it is. I walk up to the group of about 10 people. They all stop talking and slowly turn their heads and look at me.
Me: I’m here for the crochet an knitting group… I shyly lift up my bag and smile… One of them shakes their head. My stomach drops. Another points to a much smaller group of ladies who are ALL knitting or crocheting. That’s when I realise that no one in the group that I walked up to have any crafting implements in front of them. Just lots of drinks and desserts. I wanted to run back to my car and go home. But I didn’t. It ended up being ok. But nerve-racking.

So with that in the back of my mind, I walk up to the pub, go to the hostess. It’s so loud in there, I can barely hear her. I tell her I’m there to meet a group of ladies I don’t know. She said is it under so and so’s name. The name is vaguely familiar. I say yes, hoping it won’t be a repeat of the yarn group. It was the right group, and they made me feel so welcome from the get go. Trivia was fun! I have already signed up for the next trivia night. Join community group: CHECK!

I got these four. No one else in my team did. Can you?