I am the owner of a Mont Blanc pen. Quite frankly, I am at a loss at to what to do with it. I ain’t gonna write with it; what could I possibly write that’s important enough to warrant it? No, aside from T and I briefly inking “I love yous” just to check that it, you know, worked, I can’t fathom a good reason to use it. Signing for our own house? Or some kind of million-dollar contract? Our children’s birth certificates? Some other worthy, momentous occasion. But in the meantime, I HAVE A MONT BLANC PEN.