Out of all the office technology out there, printers are the worst behaved. They are temperamental. They sit in a corner. They make loud noises. Even when it's working properly, it seems like it's broken, like some violent process is creating this magical imprint on paper. At the moment, my printer is whirring for who knows what reason. It has a sleep function.
They need a whole lot of tender loving care. They break down all the time. Cartridges fail, get used up, discarded.
I'm toying with the idea of bringing them out of the corner. I think the reason why they don't work all the time is that they don't get enough love. It's just use and abuse.
I'm worried that they are going to become self-aware. They already have such terrifying names, that sound like they can inflict maximum damage on the human race. Led by the ruthless Xerox, unleashing the mighty Canon, it doesn't look good for us.
I'm going to hug my printer now. Not really, but at least I thought about it.
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