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One of those kinds of days September 26, 2007

Posted by Anya in : spontaneous degeneration , 3comments

Yes, Derek Webb has a song about it.  One of those kinds of days, when the whole world is on my case…  Anyway.  Yesterday wasn’t that bad, but it certainly felt like it for a while.  It was like this:  I was at work (volunteering at a pregnancy crisis center).  I went in.  Cris looked frazzled.  We got a new printer last week (the old one had been printing in purple every third line or so).  Well.  The new one was being, um, worse.  It was only printing on every other page.  Most of the time.  However, if you got funky and stuck blank sheets in between the pages, it would start printing on every third page.  And so forth.  Then… hmm.  I know it did something else annoying.  Oh yes.  It began sticking pages together so that it would print an eighth of the information on the first page and the rest on another page.  >_<  Then, thankfully (!) we ran out of black ink and had to give up on printing anything.

So I was going to make photo copies, right?  The photo copier is good.  It behaves. 

Behaved.

In about 80 or 90 copies, it jammed, for absolutely no apparent reason, twelve times.

Suffice it to say that I am now rather competent at unjamming that copier.

Although, all that junk aside, it wasn’t a bad day.  But there were a few minutes (okay, an hour or so) when I felt like pulling out my hair. 

*grins*