a story about a pen

Once upon a time there was a boy named Thomas.

He was an adorable, quirky 12 year old.

One day while at church, he had some neato silly putty in his pocket. Not your average pink silly putty, but neato purple silly putty. While in Deacon's quorum and comparing pocket treasures with his friend K, it was determined that K wanted Thomas' silly putty and Thomas wanted K's pen. So they made a trade and everyone was happy.

For some undetermined reason, the next day at school, Thomas Googled the pen. And then he had a heart attack. Why would a 12 year old have a heart attack, you ask?

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At this point, I didn't even know about the existence of the pen, until Thomas came home gasping heavily into a paper sack. (kidding.)

He explained about the pen/silly putty trade and that he had Googled the pen and that it was REALLY expensive.

I thought surely it was a fake, or a knock off, so I Googled it too, and while I could not believe it, it appeared to be the real deal.

What the what? Who has a pen like that?

I texted the mother of K to see if the pen belonged to her family and did she know her son had traded it to my son? She too knew nothing about the pen, but after inquiring, found out that her son had lifted the pen from the lost and found at church. She was appropriately horrified.

So the pen came from the lost and found...... Let me just repeat: Who has a pen like that? And why do they bring it to church? And WHY do they then lose it at church?!?!?!?!?

Leaving a sticky fingered 12 year old boy, no choice but to rescue it from the lost and found and then trade it to his friend, Tom Sawyer.

I guess I've misunderstood the purpose of the lost and found all these years. Apparently when people lose things, others are allowed to find them!

After debating how to approach the situation, we finally settled on putting flyers in the church that said something like "Found Pen" with a picture of the pen, and our phone number.

Then we let the pen sit on our bathroom counter for over a month, just to give the pen's owner a good lesson on taking care of his personal property. Or maybe it was forgetfulness.

Anywho, today finally, we decided enough was enough. "Let's find the poor owner of said pen and put them out of their misery," we said.

Stick took Thomas over to the church and found the owner almost immediately. Go figure.

Thomas was taping the fliers to the exterior doors of the church and sliding them under the doors of the three bishop's offices.  Shortly after sliding a flier under one of the doors someone came out and said that it was their pen. So Thomas ran home and got the pen and returned it.

Oh my. This story really cracks me up. I'm not sure which part is best: the pen/silly putty trade or that the pen came from the lost and found or the fact that he Googled the pen and found out how expensive it is.

Boys are the best.

3 Comments

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Yes but did he get his silly putty back!?!? It only seems fair......

Also, what did the man who lost it do for a living?? I must know.

Boys are crazy. And hilarious.

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This is awesome. Yes, did the silly putty get given back, or another one in it's place?

Yes, agreed with K, who can afford such a thing as a pen "like that"...what kind of car do they have? That should answer it all...lol

Good for you T and your smarts with Google. ...I love Google.

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That is super crazy! Ha, ha.

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