A magician is traveling through Europe performing his flashy new fountain-pen act
He sells out shows in Paris, London, Berlin, Prague, and Amsterdam. People begin calling him "Bic Jesus"
Everywhere he went, crowds would gather to see him perform his Montblanc mastery. Men wanted to be him, and women wanted to be with him.
This all changed one fateful spring day. The magician arrived in Barcelona to perform the last show in this seasons tour, only to find out that he hadn't sold a single ticket yet.
Devastated, he took to the streets to perform and hopefully drum up some interest in his show. Everywhere he went the people would hardly look at him, no one would shake his hand, watch his performance, or even acknowledge his increasingly desperate carnival barker style calls for attention. No one gave any attention to his tricks, not the moving mark, the blinking blot, or the blue to black bamboozle.
The magician gave up late afternoon as he was hungry and found an old man with a food cart.
Frustration was visible on the magicians face so the old man asks "what's got you down?"
The magician responds "I've been selling out shows throughout Europe but here people won't even take 30 seconds to watch my very top stupefying Signature trick, no one will shake my hand or even look at me, if I'd have known I would never have come here".
The old man smiled kindly and told him "Don't be so hard on yourself, there's no way you could have known, my friend"
"Why do you say that?" inquired the magician?
"Because no one expects the Spanish Ink Wizard Shun"