I have a pen problem.
Let me unpack that: I love pens. Not in a “buying novelty pens at every gas station” kinda way, not quite that obsessed. No, my love is more specific, I love free pens. I can’t get enough of them. I will snatch any pen I see at the various free-pen outlets: Hotels, casinos, business conferences, vendor fairs, product promotions, and on and on. No free pen is safe from my grasping pen greed.
But I don’t really need more pens. I have an overflowing pen cup on my desk, and about a cord of these pens shoved into our stationary box. So, on the one hand, I’ve got too many pens, but on the other, I both never really have to look very far for a pen, nor do I really worry about losing a pen or leaving it somewhere.
Why do I mention all this? No idea, just something to talk about, I guess.
I’m also the same way about match books when visiting casinos. I don’t like to gamble, but I do like to snag a few hands full of match books. I may have a problem.
-Confusion is a state of mind, or is it?