I woke up this morning and discovered that we were out of milk. I decided to run to the gas station and get some before the kids got up, which I have done many times. I didn’t bother to brush my hair, throw on make-up, or even change clothes. I dashed in there sporting my pj’s and bedhead, as I have done many times before, grabbed my milk and decided to get a big ole coffee to reward my early morning efforts. As I was selecting the roast I would be savoring, someone said my name.
I turned around and was face-to-face with John, the X-Marks Pen guy from the grocery store. Did I mention I hadn’t bothered to brush my teeth either? I froze. Fortunately, I think he thought I just didn’t recognize him, so he introduced himself as the guy from the store with the Fisher Space Pen. Again, I was frozen, and I didn’t dare say a word since my teeth were yet unbrushed. I think he felt as though I thought he was weird, because he started rambling on about my Bullet Pen and how he thought we had a connection but maybe he was wrong. It seemed to last forever … he even told me about buying his Mom a Sterling Silver Neck Chain Pen because she was elderly and not getting around so well anymore. The Neck Chain Penwith its 24″ chain was just what she needed so that she could have a pen handy to do her crossword puzzle and sudoku and she loved it especially since he had “Love, John” engraved on it … had I ever seen one of those? I nodded - still looking like a deer in the headlights I’m sure.
I wanted to tell him how sweet he was to do that for his mom. I wanted to tell him that just the fact that he knew about Fisher Pens was enough for me … I would marry him tomorrow. But I just stood there, nodding my head like an idiot. Finally, he awkwardly said it was nice to see me again and he was sorry if he bothered me, and that was it.