(Editor’s note: MJ Monaghan recently wrote on his blog about how his search for the perfect pen had led him to experiment with fountain pens. We asked him if he would like to share his story with our readers, and he was kind enough to oblige. We hope you enjoy.)
Office supplies have always drawn me close – whether it be the feel of paper in my hand, the strength of a hole punch, the trusty adhesive label, or the simple joy of a three-ring binder – because they remind me of old-fashioned hard work and accomplishment.
We all have favorite automobiles, stores, clothes, and yes – most of us probably have a preferred office supply. For me it requires no thought at all: I love pens; all kinds of pens.
I have dozens of different pens around the house. Ballpoint pens – extra fine point, fine point, medium point, and bold. Roller ball and gel pens abound in the desk drawers. And now, I’ve rediscovered my old love for fountain pens after a few decades of absence.
What’s with this strange obsession that I have? Well, I believe it started when I was a small child. My dad was one of those IBM’ers (as we called those who worked at IBM) who worked Saturdays, back when hardly anyone toiled at the workplace on a weekend. He would ask if any of the seven kids in our family wanted to join him, and I always did. Read More –>
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