The bobblehead twins studied for the Bar and laughed themselves silly
The Bar was just too much to take seriously
But of course they did, and cried so often
One almost quit to look for a job instead
The other forgot her name when she sat for the exam and almost got up to take it again the next year
But stayed the course, they did, and aced that exam like a shopper on a whim
The hours, the study sessions, and outlines paid off
In ways they hope to never repeat
They stuck together when they each had their own meltdowns
And when strangers in restaurants asked them for advice
Decades later, they are now seasoned attorneys
Whom no one can stop even if they wanted to
The Bar exam they now have under their belts
And many swearing-ins later
They get to call themselves leaders of the pack
Their bar licenses say that’s a fact
So I bought this really expensive padfolio made out of leather, and I was soooo pressed because when I ordered it online, it said that it came with a pen loop. Well, when I got it, I saw no pen loop. I was heated because I felt duped out of the money that I knew I overspent for something I could’ve bought at Staples. I even called the company to complain and let it know that it was selling items that it falsely advertised; but of course, the woman told me what I knew she would tell me: I could return the padfolio for a refund. I didn’t want to do that. So I let it sit on my barstool until I could figure out what to do with it.
From time to time I would look at that padfolio, and not believe how much money I spent on it, but was still too happy with its sleekness to return it, so it stayed on my stool.
I picked it up one night and kept asking myself how companies dare to sell padfolios without a pen loop, which is only the most important thing that anyone wants in a padfolio anyway. I kept staring at the inside of it, imagining how I could create a makeshift pen loop or take it to a place that could make one for me. And that’s when the miraculous appeared. There it was staring me in my face. Only it wasn’t a pen loop, it was a pen slit. The leather was so sleek, and the slit so inconspicuous, that I hadn’t even noticed it hiding in the spine after opening the padfolio dozens of times. I slipped my finger in it to see if it was what I thought it was, and tada! It was! The pen loop! What I had been silently cussing the company out for not featuring in its merchandise the entire time, was actually there.
You don’t know how happy I was to be so pleasantly surprised. I instantly realized that there’s no substitute for close inspection and patience. Even the customer service rep told me when I had called to report my dissatisfaction, that they had stopped selling the style with the pen loop that I thought I ordered. Clearly, even she wasn’t in on this sleekest version. Now, I can hold my padfolio knowing that it was worth every penny, even if there are better ones at Staples that can help you multitask a lot more for a fraction of the price.