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?

By John Wilker

I'm a science fiction writer and conference organizer. In 2017 I published my first book, 'Space Rogues', a fun Sci-Fi adventure with a fun cast of characters. I'm also the co-founder of 360|Conferences, a conference and event logistics consulting company.

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