Today I was at the local convenience store and the person 'serving' me took a personal phone call while we were completing our transaction. I signed the little slip with my M1000, loaded to the brim with permanent black ink. I was somewhat peeved at his unprofessionalism so upon signing it I slid it over to him without waiting for the ink to dry. He slapped his palm over the slip and dragged it into the register without a word; no thank you, no bag, no nuthin! What he didn't realize (and had he not been on the phone I would have told him) is that the ink was wet. I mean, really, really wet!

I use a triple broad nib. I buy ink by the liter!!!

As I was walking out, I couldn't help but notice my signature, almost perfect, on the palm of his hand. Am I a bad person for not only making it happen, but also for laughing about it later?

dorkdog

I forgot the most important part...

OK, OK, YES I did twist the filler cap a little to prime the tip so there would be a nice THICK signature there for his hand. I admit it!

dorkdog

Besides, we're close enough to April Fools Day that we can let it slide.

Not a bad person.

I have to admit there's a few people I'd like to do that too.

Kind of like carving your initials in a tree...well, the ink is less permanent. Maybe.

I think it's kind of rock 'n roll of you.

There have been times that I've been tempted to hang the phone up for the salesperson....vigorously.

Kurt

You are just the kind of bad person that I like!

It's a pity there isn't an ink that bonds with skin the way Noodler's Bulletproof inks bond with cellulose...

It's just rendering someone his just desserts.

Hmm, I wouldn't want my signature to be seen on something I don't like... it's kind of like associating myself with that guy. Scrawling a few choice epithelets on the other hand....

Yes, you are indeed bad. But I like your 'badness".

purpledog

Not too bad at all... ::Looks for Broad Italic Nib::

Sounds like he had it coming. I work in a customer service capacity, and there have been people talking on their phones while talking to me -- or worse, holding up a finger to get me to wait -- who richly deserved a similar outcome.

A friend of mine used to be a barista at Starbucks, and it was her store's unwritten policy that anyone who talked on his/her phone while ordering, automatically got decaf.

Lisa

I'll admit I'm amused... perhaps my collection of F, XF and XXXXXXF-superdooperNeedlepointTypeNails needs to be rethought.

This sounds like the work of Professor Chaos and General Disarray!

I've done this and then made sure to wave and smile before I walked out...

My favourite inky revenge story was when someone asked to borrow a pen from me to write his mobile number on the back of his business card. I handed him a Pelikan M400. When he saw it was a fountain pen, he asked smugly if I raided my grandmother's closet. I ignored the comment, but smiled happily as he smeared ink all over his left hand. The best part? He was so busy listening to himself talk that he didn't even notice the inky stain all over his hand. I only wish I had filled the M400 with PR Fiesta Red or Burgundy Mist. It would have looked like blood when he discovered the stain.

Sounds like a good thing to have done to me. Besides, ink stains are good for us all.

Well, you don't actually have to sign your name - The Credit Card Prank

Next time just sign the slip with "Get off the phone and pay attention."

John

I'd love to do something like this, but over here we've got 'Chip & PIN' for the cards, so no signature is necessary.
Means, too, that there is no way to verify that it was you who entered the PIN. Thus far the credit card companies have denied any possibility that the system may be flawed.

Regards

Richard.

Yes, you're bad. Tell us more.

One of my favorite pastimes is plotting crimes with ink. I plan to use a few in a story. I share them with hubby, a retired trial attorney, and he assures me several are worthy of felonies.

When your fist has the urge to merge with the nose of some Twit, JAM IT INSTEAD!

A tool you don't want to leave home without. We be Jammin'

Silence is golden, revenge is priceless.
see attached document:

Too bad you did not have a nice Sheaffer Snorkel with you, I hear they have a pretty good distance...

Killed myself laughing over the credit card pranks one and two...

The real irony is that I don't sign my cards. And about once a year someone actually says something or notices. The last one was a $4.75 movie rental. They refused to take my card because it wasn't signed. Even though I had government issued photo ID with my signature showing that I was who I was.

...Like signing the back of the card so ANYONE can copy it makes it somehow secure... Idiots.

Loved the story, dorkdog. Sometimes bad is good. This is definitely one of those times. Poor customer service should have its "rewards."

A random act of civil disobedience is sometimes a good thing while a deliberate act of retribution perpetrated on an unsuspecting nincompoop is to be applauded. /Craig

On two occasions I've handed an unsigned credit card to a cashier when checking out.

They glanced at it, handed it back to me and said "I can't accept this, it isn't signed." I signed it and handed it back. They swiped it and I'm was on my way.

I don't think I could deliberately sabotage someone with ink - largely because I wouldn't think to. But I would enjoy it tremendously if I did so inadvertently after they'd been rude to me.

I wonder how hard it would be to write "I am a fool" in mirror writing...

How long does iron gall (MB and Lamy bottled Blue-Black, Rohrer & Klingner Scabiosa and Salix, Diamine Registrar's Blue) stick in the epidermis of living human skin?