Sheer genius.

The State of New York has a twenty-three page application to fill out in order to be admitted to the bar, after you pass the bar exam. I made a printout today so I could get it filled out tomorrow; but since my printer was slow, and I had an appointment, I let the thing print.

I came back, sat down at the computer, turned on the monitor and speakers, rolled over in the desk chair to turn on a fan, and heard a crinkling sound.

I'd just put tread marks on one of the pages of the bar application which had slipped off the printer's out tray and fallen on the floor.

Genius here. Though I wouldn't recommend calling me if, say, your life depended on it.