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[ 07.09.02 ] [ 2:07 pm ]

mocked by the copy machine

i swear !

this copy machine has been the source of much grief for me. i have been yelled at by Boss, for it's smudgy glass, faulty belt, and lack of paper in its belly.

how in the world am i supposed to know when the paper is out from across the room anyway? does it call to me? hellooooooo...i seem to be out of paper...can someone replace the paper for me???

no.

i don't think so.

anyway, as i stood there, copying as usual, it paused on the 10th out of 12th sheet, and proceeded to make the following high-pitched noise: heeeeeeeeee. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

and then resumed its copying.

...how dare it hee hee at me !

i shook my fist at it.

it's bad enough that this work environment causes me enough stress to keep me awake at night; the last thing i need, is to be mocked by an archaic contraption...grrrr

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bluefunk Win

Boss zoolander cfo

captain gucci boss2

raver mommy


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