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a day in the office

January 5, 2006

Often during a busy day at the office, I have much work that needs to be done at my desk. Usually a good amount of grueling paperwork; forms to be filled, messages to be taken, leases to be signed. And when sitting at my desk trying to complete these tasks I just need to have a good pen by my side. There's nothing worse than trying to fill out an "agent communication" with just any ordinary ball point pen.

Having said that, there's this pen I've been using recently with which I have a very good relationship. It's a Pilot G-2 with a 7mm tip, black and click retractable. There's nothing bad about this pen, in fact I've taken quite a liking to it. For the past few months it has held a very special place in the breast pocket of my jacket. In truth I don't know what I would do with out it, nor can I even see myself using any other pen. I'd much rather walk a mile to get it than use a different one. Filling out forms is easy and enjoyable, doodling is as fun as ever and I generally feel happy when I know I have it.

But there's a bit of a problem. I'm not the only in the office who likes this pen. I've seen other people with their eyes on it, and truth be told, I don't blame them nor do I have a problem with it. But what I do have a problem with, which I am to blame, is that I didn't quite acquire this pen legitemately and I think it's rightful owner might be terribly upset if she knew I had it. It's not like I stole it away from her or anything, it's just that one day I was at her desk and I saw the pen there sparkling in the sunlight and so I picked it up and used it to sign my name on a document. And the next thing I knew it had somehow ended up in my pocket, and then at my desk and then in my car... Okay, so maybe I did steal it, but it wasn't my original intent and I truthfully wanted to give it back but every time I thought about doing paperwork without it I felt a pang of sorrow. And yet I feel guilty that I've cheated my co-worker out of such an awesome pen. But then I get to thinking that it's not like this pen is actually owned by anyone, right? I mean it was put together and shipped to my office in a box. And there were other pens with it, big ones, little ones, red ones, green ones, square ones and soft ones. There were even some pens with graphics and holograms and googliheads. And with all those pens to choose from, many perfectly awesome in their own way, I had to steal the one my co-worker had already taken. I guess I'm a bad man. A very bad man, but I can't help it... oh what a life!?!?!

I wonder if she'll ever realize I have it. I suppose only time will tell.

posted by H. Hopkins @ 9:50 AM Comments: 0