Pet Peeve # 1

I just realized that losing a pen is one of the things that I really hate the most. It put me in such a bad mood when I found out I had lost my pen yesterday at work. It was almost emotional. Like losing a boyfriend you’re really fond of.

My workstation was in chaos after emptying the contents of my bag in search for my black Starbucks pen. Then I remembered that I heard something drop on the bathroom tile just the day before. I looked down on the floor but was too lazy to search for whatever it was, and figured the lady from the next cubicle must have dropped something. Stupid. I should have given the floor a second look.

I’m very protective of my pen. Sometimes I lie and tell my team members I don’t have a pen on me because I don’t want them touching it. I even started to bring decoy pens for them to use. I am secretly annoyed when they have to pick up the good pen. I remember a time when I told one of them my pen wasn’t working. Haha. They had to pick up the decoy pen on my workstation. It’s so silly when I think about it but what can I do? It was on impulse. And I swear I am not like this with other stuff, just with my good pen.

So I went down to National Bookstore after failing to recover the pen from the washroom at my office floor (where I was hoping to see a sign saying “found your good pen, please claim from Gayren”). I hastily picked out a slim silver and gold pen. It looked really nice and expensive, and wrote fine, but that didn’t cheer me up. It has a different feel on my hand. Today, I even handed it over to a team member who needed to sign some papers.

Like I said, it’s like losing a good boyfriend. You can get a good replacement, but it’s just not the same.