The winter’s been very odd here in central NY, but last week we had a couple of bursts of actual blowing and drifting snow. Because of the (momentarily) frigid wind, we did a little mall-walking one evening. More like mall-sauntering, really. Not a lot of calorie burnage going on there. ANYWAY…Fred must’ve downed a carboy of water that day because he had to make a few pitstops, a couple in Sears and one in Target. (It’s like walking with a puppy, I swear.)
I know what you’re saying…SNOW? MALL? BATHROOM BREAKS? GET TO THE PEN! And so I shall.
While Fred was using the facilities in Target, I hit the office supplies aisle, as per usual. Not much there to get the pen juices flowing, but I poked around and pawed through dinged up, marked down journals and scanned the pen displays. Then, BINGO. There was a dotted line from my eyes————– to this package (just like in the comics):
My find was marked down from $6.14 to $4.28. After thinking that the prices were odd ($6.14?), I knew that the snow and the mall-walking and the excessive water consumption had put me right where I was supposed to be. And so I slapped down four singles, one quarter, and three pennies, and had myself a new Pilot Plumix.
I love how the packaging points out that it’s a “REAL FOUNTAIN PEN!” (As opposed to…?) But what it doesn’t say is that it’s an ITALIC fountain pen. At first that threw me. But then I just started writing like I normally do, and wow, my handwriting became…ummm…instantly italicky. Cool.
You never know where a day will take you. Maybe karma will flop you down in front a fun little pen.
IT. COULD. HAPPEN.