Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Stuck with the Stapler

Okay, so I'm easily amused. I admit it. Itty-bitty things make me laugh out loud. Maybe that isn't so good when you work alone in a closet with a bunch of filing cabinets. Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. There is a lovely red fire extinguisher hanging right near the printer. It is so cheerful.

The other day I was stapling checks to bills and I came to the Staples, Inc. invoice. I placed the check on top, straightened the papers together and slid it under the stapler.


Nothing. Out of staples. What are the chances of that, humm? I mean, running out of staples just as I processed the Staples invoice? My boss walked by the closet and heard my guffaws. She stuck her head in and her eyes grazed the room, noting I was alone. "What is so funny?"

I wiped the corner of my eyes and snuffled, reining in the mirth. "The Staples check. I ran out of staples. It is like the invoice just sucked the staples right out of my stapler. Like it called all the staples back to the mother ship."

She stared at me for a couple of heartbeats. One eyebrow rose.

"I write fiction," I defended, shrugging. I sent her a bright smile.

Her head shook side to side. "You are more than a fiction writer. You live a lot of your life in the make-believe."

I took that as a compliment.


  1. I just love moments like this. You were lucky. They don't happen often enough. Btw. I think your boss lacks something!

  2. You know if I was 20 years younger I'd have a crush on you! ;)

  3. Derek

    We must savor those moments, yes? And my boss actually smiled when she turned around, though she would never admit it.


    Yes, like you are SUCH an old salt. And thank you for the compliment. However, it will not cause me to leave my bosun's whistle at home. Nice try. :)

  4. OMG I love she said you live in the land of make-believe - like DUH....(and you can say that DUH any way you want)....I buy the office supplies for the inn and I love that I buy the STAPLES from STAPLES and that they are in a red box labeled STAPLES! I always get a lil jolt of pleasure when someone asks me for a box of STAPLES. I do believe we are twins separated at birth.

  5. Karen,

    Perhaps I shouldn't admit I buy our staples at Office Depot. But now I really want to buy some from Staples just to have that red box!

    I've always wondered if we were twins. We certainly think alike...except you are smarter. But you always let me be The Lone Ranger anyway.


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