A pen with a story: the exam-pen

One of the first pens I made I gave to my oldest daughter. I gave her a pen of African tropical wood. She only uses it to make her exams (she studies Celtic languages and can use all the help she can get). Call it superstition or not, but so far she hasn’t failed any class  and up until recently she was still using the cartridge I put in for her.

Last week she called me. “Your pens sure do have timing!”, she said.
“What do you mean?”
“I was taking my oral Irish exam and I was correcting some words and I just finished my last word and then the pen stopped working. Empty! I guess I wasn’t allowed to correct anything else.”
Obviously that made me laugh. It’s really good to hear that somehow my pens contain something extra.

If you had any experiences (for example the signing of a contract or a marriage certificate) with the pens I made you would like to share, let me know. I’d love to hear them!