Paperchase
There was a writer who loved a woman who worked at a stationary store. One day, passing the store, the writer noticed there was a sale on notebooks and used this to justify going into the store to gaze at the woman he loved. When standing at the checkout he told the woman that he would write a poem to celebrate her beauty on the front page of his newly-bought notebook. He still had to pay £1.20 for his purchase, but when he got home found that a small heart had been written upon the receipt in black biro. Taking out the notebook from the plastic carrier, he opened it to the front page and wrote his opening line. Dissatisfied after less than a minute, he ripped out the page and started again. This time he smudged the ink with his elbow as he reached across his desk for a tissue. He decided to sleep on it and write the poem in the morning. And so on, day after day, until the sale on notebooks finished and the writer had to engrave the poem upon the back sheet of cardboard that now comprised what was left of his notebook. Presenting this to the woman, he was horrified to discover that she was now dating an improv. comedian who drew pictures in the condensation on bathroom mirrors.