Lending Possessions

When I read Spinette’s post How To Create a Difficult Time For A Person Who Wants to Borrow Your Pencil, one memory kept flitting through my head and I thought, Hey, I could write a post about that!

Since I hadn’t yet read Spinette’s post at the time of this story, I sadly did not take revenge on this person. Let’s call him Kevin.

So Kevin was a tall, lanky guy. He always reminded me of Kilorn from Red Queen. Have you ever noticed how tall people sometimes have a hunch from always having to literally look down upon people whilst communicating to make eye contact?

Anyway, he sat to my right, which is the important part of the story, and he asked me for a writing utensil. Now, I had my pencil case open and right in front of me so I couldn’t claim to not to have any extras. I didn’t particularly want to share my writing utensils either because ever since Luke bit my pink crayon in half in second grade, I’ve been reluctant to lend my possessions.

So, by the rules of politeness, I was forced to lend Kevin my purple gel pen.

I should’ve blatantly lied.

Throughout the course of the class, I noticed him chewing on the end of my pen.

Suffice it to say that I inconspicuously disposed of it.

8 thoughts on “Lending Possessions

  1. I agree with you on that, how can people damage your belongings. I was just facing the same issue when neighbour asked me for my hammer set and I had to share my precious set which is quite special for me and I had to share it.

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      1. Um.
        I meant the pen could’ve been in a dumpster, on the floor, in a parking lot, chewed by a dog, eaten by a flamingo, lost at a beach, inside a turtle’s shell, in a dusty attic, in a beehive, chewed by other people, etc.

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