About two week ago, I broke the copy machine at work. I was printing something from the side tray, the intake of paper got messed up, and it got stuck in the machine so well that the repairman had to come and disassemble the entire machine to get it out. It was an impressive scene, that one single paper could cause a man to that much work. The guts of the machine were spread everywhere as he looked for the source of the problem. I broke the machine as well as humanly possible.
Now it’s something of an office joke when I have printing problems. For some reasons, the machines simply do not like me. The copier I killed gives me issues from time to time that no other people have. All I am doing is inserting a paper, pressing a number, then printing. How the machine know it is me defies rationality.
Today I needed to print a test quickly before class. I asked to use the desk secretary’s computer because the teacher’s office computer was being used. I typed up my sentences, then clicked print. The paper "printed" through the machine, but it was blank. I asked the secretary for help, since this was the first time I had ever used this computer. She went through the options, printing about six papers at various machines in the office. All of them were blank. The machines had conspired to not work for me at all.
I went back to the teacher’s room. This is the only printer that has worked for me consistently. I typed up the questions again, and luckily got the test printed without incident just before the bell rang. Something strange is going on at work with all the printers, and I don’t know what it is.
