Mar. 2nd, 2006
My morning
Mar. 2nd, 2006 01:02 pmApproximate way things have gone today:
Me:
scan scan scan copy
scan scan scan copy
scan scan claw staple scan copy
scan check discrepancy scan scan copy
scan scan clear jam clear jam clear jam clear jam clear jam scan scan copy
catch breath
Big Boss: (leaning over shoulder, sharply) "What's the holdup here?"
Me: "...what?"
Big Boss: (even more sharply) "Why aren't you scanning?"
Me: muttering about having to catch breath before diving back into it
Big boss walks away.
Me: scan scan clear jam clear jam clear jam swear to god the next time he breathes fire down my neck I get busy with a brick and a ferret and two square feet of sandpaper and three pints of sulfuric acid scan claw staple scan clear jam scan copy
Me:
scan scan scan copy
scan scan scan copy
scan scan claw staple scan copy
scan check discrepancy scan scan copy
scan scan clear jam clear jam clear jam clear jam clear jam scan scan copy
catch breath
Big Boss: (leaning over shoulder, sharply) "What's the holdup here?"
Me: "...what?"
Big Boss: (even more sharply) "Why aren't you scanning?"
Me: muttering about having to catch breath before diving back into it
Big boss walks away.
Me: scan scan clear jam clear jam clear jam swear to god the next time he breathes fire down my neck I get busy with a brick and a ferret and two square feet of sandpaper and three pints of sulfuric acid scan claw staple scan clear jam scan copy