You don't know enough about me to judge. Aside from this one completely and totally unimportant thing I'm not sure you know anything about me. But I'm teaching two classes tomorrow both of which I've taught before several times. Yet I still spent nearly 8 hours prepping to improve my classes after I taught a long seminar today which I stayed up till 4 AM prepping for last night. I'm just walking in the door now at 10:30. And I'm only home this early because I didn't eat dinner. I love my students and I work really hard. I just don't believe that I should coddle them and I don't believe that I'm their buddy. They all have lots of friends, friends who are much younger and more hip than I am. That's not my function, that's not what they pay me for. If one of my students actually came to me and said, "look I don't like your use of red ink," I would change in a second. But of all the things they have to worry about I somehow feel like the color of my correction pen is pretty far down on their list of concerns. I also happen to just like the color red.
^your attitude impresses me. You care about your students as much as I used to care about my teachers.
I however will never write their names in red ink out of respect for that traditional taboo.
I also have given out plenty of fountain pens to my students with expressed even the remotest interest in them.