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For a change of pace I'm making a bojagi—a Korean cloth used to carry stuff, wrap things, and hide things. I've always seen square ones but I had a nice big piece of purple floral linen/cotton cloth left over from a dress I made when I was 22.
It's a woven cloth and I yanked two threads clear across to get nice, straight cutting lines. Luckily, the piece had two selvage edges, so I only had to yank two threads.
I said, "Is this OK?" and held up the rectangle.
Good Man glanced at it. "Yeah, it should be square."
So I figured out the square size and yanked another woven thread across the whole piece. When I finished and held up the square he said, "What was wrong with it before?"
"You said it should be square!"
"Yeah, that was square, right?"
"No! That was a rectangle," I cried out.
Good Man sucked air through his teeth and shook his head, "English is too hard..."