Click to view our Accessibility Statement or contact us with accessibility-related questions
Showing 1 of 4 conversations about:
Hatuletoh
850
Oct 20, 2018
bookmark_border
I could imagine one single scenario in which I bought this pen: stumbling thru the high-end shops of the Las Vegas casinos, having quit about 12 hrs ago drinking to take the edge off; now I'm drinking to put an edge on, because I HATE Las Vegas. Hate it. But I am weak-willed sometimes and will get dragged there by friends.
So I stumble into...some store...I dunno the goddamn name; its too goddamn bright in here though, I'll tell you that much...and the lovely saleswoman sees an easy mark, and chats me up about all the cool symbolic meaning this pen has. And in that moment it isnt just an overgrown yellow plastic Bic, clad in $5 worth of silver. It's a luxury indulgence for an inta-mah-lekshuulll gen'elmun like myself; I must have it because I hate everyone and myself, and this pen is perfect because its ugly but I unner-stan WHY iss ugly, and yet too stoopid ta unner-stan...look, the pen has a book...I like books when I can seen stuff but not now...
So if incredibly drunk and self-loathing, I could see myself buying this pen. But ironically, the state of delirium required would mean I would have no memory of doing so within a few hrs. This is how I came to own a $400 pair of sunglasses, and a $250 tie clasp (not on the same trip).
Oct 20, 2018
View Full Discussion