The Saga of the Tiniest Screwdriver:
So back when I was 17, I think, I found the tiniest screwdriver at a church camp retreat. It was very nice, had two different heads, one on each end, made of metal. As a lover of tiny things I was delighted.
Some time in college I lost the tiny screwdriver. I am very careful of my tiny things and rarely lose them so this was baffling.
Not one to let that stop me though, I found and ordered a new one. I THOUGHT it was the same thing, but when it arrived it turned out to be the same kind of screwdriver, but with shoddy plastic covers on the ends that quickly fell apart. Since it was a keychain, this meant that it became impossible to carry around.
Today, I went bookstore hopping and one of the places I visited was a delightful used bookstore. When I came home and was looking over my books again I saw something bulging in the pages of one. I pulled it out and discovered-
the tiniest screwdriver! It’s just like my original one, just without the keychain loop. Which is fine, I can work with that. But it’s there and it’s metal and I didn’t even notice it in the store! It was just a neat little bonus, a free little gift. I am absolutely delighted by this.
Who knows why it was in the book (unorthodox bookmark maybe?) and rip to whoever lost it, but I am very happy to once again have a good tiny screwdriver.