Flying pens

So I am in a meeting yesterday and it was pretty boring. I was tired enough as it is and the content of the meeting did not help my situation. I was nodding off every other minute and when I was awake, I looked around and no one seemed to know I was sleeping. Finally during one of my nod offs, a pen came flying across the room and hit me in the stomach. The whole meeting stopped. I nonchalantly proclaimed, "I'm all set," and after a brief moment of confusion, the meeting went on.