With Christmas fast approaching the creative juices were flowing and apparently white paper was in short supply. I can't remember for what reason I was heading into the office but I found Sam taking a short stack of empty pages from the printer.
Sam! What are you doing? That is not your personal paper supply unit. You do not take paper...But I didn't get to finish chastising him as Sam cut across me.
I'm copying a blank page so I can have some paper.This took me a moment to process in which time I asked, "What...?" He repeated, "I'm copying a blank page so I can get paper." Then he lifted the top to show me the blank piece of paper he had put on the scanner glass. Only then did the full impact of his statement hit me. I suppose if I can build a flat-screen TV from the contents of a shoe box then this copier should be able to produce new physical copies of the paper like some sort of Star Trek replicator, right?
Needless to say, today he walked out with his paper.
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