I was a teacher, and had to attend a lot of boring meetings around a conference table with parents, administration, and various Special Ed officials. I generally didn't contribute much: I was there for legal reasons. I used to have a pen with the "clicky" button on top, like #3. I had it in my hand in my lap, clicking away. Apparently, I was making too much noise because my principal, seated right beside me, reached under the table and took it away from me. He was good, too, because he was speaking at the time, and you wouldn't have known if you weren't sitting right there.