ummm... that I'm very knowledgeable about fountain pens?
Yesterday we went to my partner's sister's home for Easter dinner with other family. She was kind enough to let us also bring along 2 friends of ours, as well, 1 lesbian and 1 gay who were "holiday orphans" this year. We all had a great time.
And I noticed that a nephew had a pen clipped to his shirt pocket, as we sat across the coffee table, some 10 feet apart.
"That looks like a Parker pen clip," I said. "For a Duofold fountain pen in the art deco style, from the 1920s, but a replica, I think."
He fell back in the sofa with a totally shocked expression that was delicious to see. "How the HELL did you know that?" he demanded.
"I know a little about fountain pens," I replied, as he took the pen out of his pocket, letting me see more than the clip. "And that's a scaled-down version Parker did for a few years, the 1920s original being somewhat larger."
"No, I collect fountain pens, and NOBODY just 'knows' all that," he said.
"Well, OK, I have a few fountain pens myself, including an original-size Dufold replica I had the Parker Pen company make for me about 20 years ago to my special order, in memory of my parents, who had similar pens."
Well, that started a pleasant chat about fountain pens, always enjoyable to delight a collector by talking intelligently about his favorite topic. And until that moment my partner had no idea I had this information, and afterwards we talked about it, him tickled that I had so astonished his nephew-in-law. Sometimes having hidden knowledge is like having a secret power, however frivolous it is, and fun to reveal it totally unexpectedly. Sunday provided one of those rare moments.