Why living in a small town sucks:
12 years ago
The nearest craft store to my house is like 45 minutes away, and it's a Joanne's (a tiny one, might I add). So I walk in the other day to get some buckram for my new fursuit head and the ladies behind the counter look at me like I just asked them if I could run naked through the store or something. They go get the manager and she comes out and says "Oh I know what you mean. It's over on aisle 9." So I proceed to aisle 9. I find nothing but tulle in pretty rainbow colors. Ordering my buckram from their website instead.