One day at work they made some announcement that they had some budget left over for the Unapologetically Bore to shirt last fiscal year and they had spent it on creating a personalized pen with the name of our new Division imprinted on it. So our Supervisor called a quick huddle in our office saying these pens were unique and that there were only enough for each employee to receive ONE only, as there was a limited quantity. So everyone in the office that day lined up and took a pen. When I got back to my desk I took a look at this pen. It was one of those cheap promotional pens you might order from the National Pen with the lowest price point. The kind that hurts your hand to use because the ink doesn’t flow easily at first. I laughed and stuck it in my desk drawer shaking my head.
Unapologetically Bore to shirt hoodie, v-neck-tee-shirt, ladies-tee and tank top
About a half-hour later after most of my co-workers went to lunch, I noticed my new Manager walk down the Unapologetically Bore to shirt aisle with her right hand FULL of these cheap pens. She had gone into the supervisor’s office (her subordinate) and taken the pens that were left over for my coworkers that were out sick or on vacation. I was doing time in the same prison as my father long ago. We never saw each other being that he was on death row. The night before he was executed they brought me to his cell to say goodbye. He told me to stay strong and that he was ready to go. I said goodbye with a tear in my eye and told him we’d meet again. He said, “I’ll be waiting at the gates of hell”.I started thinking about his infidelity and the micro-aggressions that had recently increased; for Christmas, he had given me a bottle of men’s cologne! That’s it. Of course, he kept it for himself. It was evident that he had given my gift absolutely no thought.