I'm searching for many things...but today, papers would be one of the many.We are required to send a weekly newsletter home to parents. No problem. I normally type it in during my prep, but I had finished it early and sent it before school even began. Walking down to the copy machine, I stopped and said hi to a few people.
Peeking into the room, I noticed NOTHING in the top tray. No problem. Someone probably moved it. Nope.
Back to the drawing board. I sent it this time to the lounge copier to pick up on my prep. Walking down to the lounge, I stayed on my mission. Popping into the lounge, I noticed the familiar red, blinking light.
You've got to be kidding me!
Paper jam. Insert any words you would like to here...
I fixed it.
Job going again.
Jam. Again, insert any words you would like to here...
Job going again.
Jam. You know the drill...
I walked off (keeping the words to myself) and printed a copy off in my room.
I'm sure tomorrow I will have two copies of my letter in my mailbox.
Oh, copy machines, how I love you and loathe you all within two seconds.
5 comments:
Argh! Good for you for finding a slice in this aggravation! I despise shared printers. Somebody always snags my stuff OR I forget I ever printed it by the time I have time to walk down the hall to get it!
I feel your pain. Something always seem to happen to slow you down on days you plan to get things done early. I glad you could so restraint in the lounge while being constantly frustrated.
This happens to me too, especially when I'm in a hurry. What I hate even more than paper jams is people leaving colored paper in the tray. Sorry, hope I didn't dredge up another bad printer memory :) Thanks for sharing.
Ha! You did what you said and made this your slice today...and you kept your words appropriate! I enjoy the way you wrote your journey to get your newsletter ready.
I feel your pain! This seems to happen every time. I could visualize your journey to get your newsletter.
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