.......and i could see the squirrels.......

[alenxa_classic]

Milton had his red Swingline. I have a black Faber-Castell, the brand of which I only just now discovered, as it's not labeled on top or on the side, but in very light engraving on the trough-like lower part of the metal assembly. It was among the things I scavenged at the outset of my employment here, and has proven to be the most valuable find of all. I can reliably get about fifteen sheets with no deforming of the staple, but other people always try a few times, mangle the corners of their documents, rip up their fingers on mangled staples, and give up. After losing two staple removers (the second one initialed in whiteout after the loss of the first), I added a sticker to the stapler saying "If you can't work it....it ain't yours." I think I would go ballistic if I lost it, but considering it won't work for anyone else, it doesn't seem to be worth worrying about.

What's worthy of worry is that, today, I realized I could tell without looking that it's out of staples. It feels different when it's nailing home with its last one. I suppose it's sort of like knowing exactly what's wrong with a car you've had for years by the frequency of the steering-wheel vibrations, but it's more disconcerting. I mean, it's a freaking office supply. It shouldn't be tapping into intuition. Next thing you know, I'll be moving my desk into the basement......

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[zehntaur.livejournal.com]

It does feel different when it’s the last staple. I experienced the same phenomenon at my last desk job — there were at least two instances where I stapled a pair of sheets together, paused, flipped open the stapler (don’t remember the brand) … and sure enough, no staples.