Fan Faux Pas

I have this fan. Rather, I had this fan. Just a tiny white old fan, with blue and red trim, that I took to work two weeks ago to sit on my desk because I often get hot at work. When I'm at my desk, I turn it on and it cools me down. Today I fear I will not be able to turn it on and cool down.

A couple of kids this weekend took it off my desk to play with. Remember I said this fan is an old fan, so I was leary of them playing with it in the first place. I hate the social situation that arises out of an incident like this. Why? Because two things happen: I can't tell the parent "no" they can't play with the fan; I will look immature and it will be awkward all around. The other thing that happens is let's pretend the kids break the fan. Now I'm out a fan, and another awkward situation of me trying to ask for the fan to be replaced, which may or may not happen.

Now the second half of the story: the fan was taken from my desk, and then later that night it was taken from work completely. It was taken so that the kids could get home, and I guess my fan acted like a safety blanket so they wouldn't cry about going home. The parent confirmed and assured me that the fan would be brought back to work. As of last night, it hasn't been brought back to work.

I will have to go in this morning and most likely face the fact that I'm not getting my fan back. I may also have to face the parent and one of a couple of scenarios. Maybe my fan was in fact broken; maybe i didn't give my fan enough attention and now my fan decided it didn't want to be my fan anymore, and is now living a life with the children who were playing and entertaining it; maybe my fan didn't want to be anyone's fan and is a homeless street fan; maybe my fan did something wrong and is a fugitive fan on the run. If you see my fan, contact your local authorities immediately.

Please, let's all say a prayer for my fan, or at least give it a moment of silence. It deserves that, if only for the loving air it blew my way for the two weeks it sat on my desk. Today it blows no more for me, the one who adored it and gave it the respect I think it demanded.