Bus stop exchange

As I was waiting for the second bus on my three-bus route to get to work this morning (I had to leave my car at the mechanic's), I pulled out my knitting, a Jean Frost jacket in an easy black-and-white slip stitch pattern that looks more complicated than it is. A woman who was also waiting at the bus stop came over and admired the knitting. I asked her if she knew how to knit. She replied, "I'm Armenian. We do everything!"