Let's talk about awful quilt shops. First place way out in the sticks, mud driveway, shack-like structure. Crammed with two floors of fabric in this shack of a house. No rhyme or reason, just bolts piled 12-15 high and where there were shelves, packed in four bolts deep. Horrible lighting. Dead flies, spider webs. Believe the shop owner was bipolar. Glared at anyone coming in. Some fabric at least 2 decades old and so shop worn it was piled and faded. And all fabric, at least $9.00 a yard several years ago.
Shop #2 was likewise out in the sticks. Owner obviously lonesome and starved for conversation. You couldn't step backward without her walking up your back. Babbled constantly so that you couldn't shop let alone concentrate. Smelled musty to put it politely. Four cats in the shop, all scratching with fleas, fur flying with dander and in one area, had tossed up hairballs. LET ME OUT OF HERE :lol: