Herkamer was in a precarious position. His wife Gertrude sent him to work with the latest of her colorful creations, a bird pen, and now she expected him to show it off at the office. She had just phoned “Dana”, Herkamer's co-worker when he heard Dana say...
“Oh yeah, Gertrude. No, he hasn't shown it to us yet. Oh, we will be sure to see it. Yes. Yes. Alright. Oh as soon as I get off this phone. Right. Right. Okay. Okay. Bye bye now.” Dana couldn't get a word in for the rapid talking of Gertrude. She hung up the phone and promptly made an announcement to the six other co-workers in the room. “Everyone. Can I have your attention please?” she said gleefully with a tone of anxiousness in her voice and continued, “Herkamer has another “craft” that Gertrude has made for him.” The whole room stopped their work, looked up, and began to laugh and joke around. “What is it this time Herk? A new chair cover?” said Jack. Herkamer remembered the last one that was a brown teddy bear chair cover that showed the bear face on the back of the chair. The trouble was it looked like a Picasso assemblage of furry material, and it smelled like it had been dipped in garbage. “How about another toilet paper doughnut holder?” said Marisol to which the room burst out in tearful laughter, and Herkamer remembered Gertrude's idea for holding doughnuts was one-half of a toilet paper holder painted lime green with raspberry polka dots. “Where is new one, Herkamer?” questioned Dana. “In the car,” said Herkamer exasperatedly as he slumped his head toward his desk. “Well, go get it.” She demanded, and all the room chimed in. “Yeah, go get it. We can't wait to see it.” “Hurry,” said Dana and then threatened, “You don't want me to call Gertrude back do you?” After all the room joined in with the threat, Herkamer reluctantly got up from his desk, and started for his car.
Everyone in the office went to the window to watch as Herkamer walked to his car. For a moment he thought about driving off and never returning to work, but he sluggishly ambled toward his car, opened the door, climbed into the backseat, and grabbed the bird pen. There it lay with one eye looking directly at Herkamer, and now a yellow feather crossed the front portion of the craft and was in the shape of a smile. Herkamer took a moment to find the other eye, stuffed the bird pen in his pocket, and began to walk back into the office.
Everyone scampered away from the window, and went back to their desks when Herkamer opened the office door. All attention was upon Herkamer, and Jack said happily, “Well, let's see it.,” to which everyone chimed in, “Yeah, let's see it.” Herkamer lifted his coat, reached his hand inside, located the bird pen, and noticed that there was a rainbow of colors on his brand new shirt. The bird feathers had bled an array of coloring down his garment which added to the drama. Finally, he revealed the bird pen, and the room roared in laughter. “What the heck is it?” laughed Jack. “My, my, my” started Marisol with a chuckle, “I've never seen quite the... the...the abundance of colors.” Dana noticed Herkamer's shirt and said, “And look, he has the shirt to match!” to which another roar of laughter filled the room. Herkamer walked embarrassingly toward his desk, and was interrupted in his misery, when the phone rang.
Dana answered, and said with a smile, “Oh yes Gertrude. We all saw it.”...
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