No you can’t have my stapler
Among the weirdos I work with, several stick out as extra special weird. SK is one of them. I am fortunate enough to not be on many projects with him. He’s a PM, and I’ve dodged that bullet so far. However he comes around often enough looking for co-workers in my row. Twice now he’s taken special notice of my red swingline stapler.
“Hey, you have a stapler. You buy that?”
If i say no, I’m afraid he’ll steal it. Thankfully the truth is, “My Fiancee bought it for me, back up cowboy.”
Is there such a thing as a stapler fetish?