This was SO coo!!!

I remember those pens well!

Never owned one myself, but envied those that did.

And, let's not forget about the pens that had a woman dressed in a slinky outfit, and when you turned the pen over... it... well... I'll let you all read between the lines as to what happened.

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When I was eight, ANY ballpoint pen would have been a treat. We weren't allowed to use ballpoint pens at school; we had to use the fountain pens that you flipped the lever to fill from the little ink bottle with the reservoir inside (my 4th grade teacher was a Witch who liked to make life as hard as possible.) What a mess that turned out to be at times!
 
The UK used to have a grading system that selected brighter pupils. Ten-year-olds sat an examination known as the eleven plus. Those lucky few that achieved a pass went to, what was known as, a Grammar School.

How thrilled I was to learn of my passing that exam. Knowing my love of writing and knowing that I would need a fountain pen, my father bought me a wonderful gift. A Waterman fountain pen, like most things in my life, I still have it, complete with the gift box.waterman 001.JPGwaterman 003.JPG
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I worked for a human services agency for the developmentally disabled, quite well known countrywide.
We were handed those pens at orientation because there were forms that had to be filled out in certain color inks...and if the wrong one was used you were written up!
Pretty much a ridiculous rule from someone with to much time on their hands.
They wonder why they can’t keep staffšŸ™
 

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