i hate printers
As if the pain and suffering my wisdom teeth have caused wasn’t complete and total, I have been pummeled at work not by one, nor two, but three freak’n dead printers; printers invaluble to doing my job. You may be asking yourself why pitty a man who has three dead printers. Four, surely, but only three ehh…its not so bad. NOT!
I print billing forms for three hospitals that expect to get paid for their services; services that my forms bill for, and not printing them means not getting paid for them. That is no good for me, and certainly no good for ‘us’.
So what did I do I took each one outside and Office Spaced ‘em with the closest blunt object I could find; my stapler. Ok, maybe not….
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In places like The Monestary of St. George of Mangana. During the last centuries of the Byzantine era, Monks copied everything…such as large manuscripts, and even meticulously decorated musical peices (Gregorian chants) painstakingly by hand. It could take up to a week to duplicate one of these pages. Anyway, who am I to throw reality checks out at a time like this.
I realize this is way overdue, but I’m finally really introducing myself to your site. As I’m sitting here listening to Michael’s very cool music and reading the great masterpeices here, I marvel at how fine you two guys have turned out to be…And I can’t wait to finally meet you, Jenny…and little whozit fay!
I’ll try to start checking in at regular intervals. Will there be a “baby check” place on this site to see what Jenny and Whozit’s status are or do we need to find out the old fashioned way and wait to hear it through the grapevine at the monestary???
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