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You must read the novel 'A place called here' by Cecilia Ahern. All is explained. It's a great story.
People like me take them and use them
thx I hope you choose me
omg, I totally agree. You would think pens were made of gold because they are constantly disappearing. I think there is a pen Nazi out there somewhere.
It is now in my purse.
I keep losing them too honey but they always seem to show up at the end of the day LOL
i think they morph into something else so you cannot see them. it is built into them at the factory so you will go on buying new ones!
they ran away with the left handed socks now thats a conspiracy!!
How many of you are in the house. ?
If you are the only one then there is a ghost
Same place as the socks, clothes pegs, combs...
Ahhhhh missing pens, I think they must be secret aliens or something who are sent here to spy on us and then dissapear when they have enough information. You can buy a pack of ten and within days they have all gone and no matter how much you look for them you cannot find them.
I used to blame my four year old daughter but i told her that every pen in the house was daddies so not to touch them and they still go missing so it cant be her now can it?
She does bring me some wonderful pictures though.
Don't know about pens, but I have a dimensional portal operating in my garage...I can lay down a wrench or screwdriver and in seconds, it's gone...go get a fresh cuppa coffee, come back and there it is...things routinely pop in and out of existence on this plane...whoever lives on the other end of the warp has got some nice tools, too, because some of them NEVER come back...
I agree in part to the warp theory, but I think its people on the other side just having a little joke on us.
My pens always go missing especiall at work (but thats just my boss and he can keep them cos he always puts them in his mouth when he is talking ugh)
I think I must have them all my pen collection gets larger every day.
I work in a warehouse office and keep the same pen until it is dried out, my colleagues go through at least one pen a day. If you leave it lying around for more than five seconds, it magically disappears! The pickers in the warehouse can lose a pen every couple of hours, It's totally amazing. Don't know where they go, would hope it was tae pen heaven where they could get together and huv an ink fest!
In every office and work place there is a guy named "Not Me". He is the dastardly dude who takes the pens and all the other stuff mentioned. Anyone you ask will tell you, it was Not Me!
every time i turn my comp on a pen apears like magic out of my u.s.b port ,some must come from a bank i think, they have chains on --sooo wweeeiirrrddd must go letter box has just opened aaaaggggggggggghhh more left socks . must dash - - - - - - - - - - - -
I think the pens get lifted by the pen leprechaun - I've got a draw full of pens and have no recollection of where any of them came from. Some have half smudged out company names, usually something like ...rhd & Co. etc.
Does anyone actually buy a pen?
In my local pound shop, you can buy ten [10] pens for a pound. The racks are loaded with unsold pens. I mean, who's gonna pay £1 for ten pens when you just aquire them as if by magic?
The answer to the disappearing office and/or warehouse pen is to suspend a cheap biro from the ceiling by a chain. It will either just disappear or simply stay there forever. Keep your eye on this pen and watch it go...but where!
watch Office Space and you will soon understand everything
"I bought a $7.00 pen because I always lose pens and I got sick of not caring"
Do you know what? this happens to me all the time. I can never find a pen when I need one. The funny thing is, I usually have about eight in my handbag and guess what - I found yours there too! I'll bring it back soon
If you read Douglas Adams, you will realise there is a planet entirely populated by used Biro-like life forms. they get there through some sort of sub-ether gateway in hyper-space.
I shoved em down thee's throat. Jk. I took them all.
Most of them are in my handbag.
I once bought 20 pens for the office on a Monday. On Wednesday I couldn't find one. I blew my top! Later I had to confess! At least 17 of them were in my handbag!
I'd like to open this by saying that this has got me quite pensive. I hope whoever is taking them becomes penitent and returns them before they end up in a penitentiary like Pentonville. I'd give every penny of my pension to know the answer. I've even thought of writing to my pen-pal, Penny, in Pennsylvania with a pencil. As a penultimate idea and pending the return of all the pens I guess you'd better use a Pentium computer. Finally, you could try sacrificing a penguin in a pentangle to see if black magic might work.
You can borrow mine, now where did I put it?
Y ou cant be like myself...every time I put something down..it disappears. Must have a poltergeist.
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