I’ve pretty much decided I like this new home for the blog on WordPress – so I’ll be moving some of my favorite old posts over here. This originally was posted on Google’s T&T on October 18th.
I work in an office. While working, I use a pen…frequently. Useful things, pens…as they are handy for jotting down notes, doodling, scratching hard-to-reach-places, pointing at things, and a host of other spur-of-the-moment things you need that slender object in your hand to do.
I have a favorite pen.
Within everyone’s lives, they acquire ‘favorite’ things – stuff that they use or gaze upon on a daily basis. It’s hardwired into our brains to recognize things we come into contact with repeatedly, and to attach a feeling of familiarity to them.
With that said – I’m attached to this favorite pen of mine.
This particular pen was received as a freebie from a marketing company years ago, pre-branded with the company’s name on its shiny red barrel. It was addressed to the owner of my company, who preferred the cheap plastic ones he could chew on – so I acquired it in his stead. Funny enough…about a week after the pen (and the included marketing come-on) arrived at the office, I received a call from the marketing company wanting to know how “He was enjoying his free pen.”
Dontcha just love salesmen?
Well…I enjoy my lovely little pen M-F, 9 to 5, excluding Holidays and Vacation time – it has a nice feel and weight to it that you don’t get from your cheaper disposables, and so continue to buy the replacement ink cartridges for it. Alas…the name of the marketing company and salesman who called those many years ago has been lost in the darkest corners of my memory.
But I still have the pen.
Would you believe – – I’ve chased co-workers across the office for my pen? Quite unconsciously, a borrower will occasionally attempt to become a thief – especially at the beginning of the work day before the coffee has kicked in.
After 7 or 8 years of superb service, my pen has become quite unique amongst pens (that ‘I’ve been front line on several wars’ finish is unmistakable) so it’s easy to single out from the plethora of cheap disposable Bic ballpoints inhabiting my co-worker’s desks…even when I don’t catch the thief in the act.
Well – the refill ran out of ink today. Yea, it happens. It just shouldn’t have happened so soon based on my normal usage.
Soooo – frustrated with my brand of ink refill – into Google I go.
THE first thing to show up? This gem
I haven’t had this good a giggle in a while. The level of snark – NINJA.
I’ll be giggling all the way to Office Depot for my new refill.
sorry instructables…it won’t be a Mont Blanc.