Nothing can ruin my work day (or night as the case may be) like a printer that won't print. When technology doesn't work, it really slows down my productivity and aggravates my life like you wouldn't believe. Like I've mentioned before, I have a husband who sacrifices his piece of mind to deal with technical insanity. BUT he's sleeping right now, so I attempt to do it myself.
The printer says it has a paper jam. Okay I say. I take apart the back, like it instructs me to. I see a tiny piece of paper. I take it out. Phew! That was easy. Until I try to print something else. Paper jam again. I take apart the back three times and I still don't see any paper jam. I turn off the printer thinking maybe it's having a bad night and needs some meditation time. You know, time to itself. I turn it back on hoping it has worked out any issues on its on own. No such luck. I truly feel like taking my baseball bat to it.
I try to make sense of why I must go through this type of aggravation. I mean, how is this helping me? The only thing I've come up with is that I am only so lucky to be sitting in my air-conditioned house with enough food and water blogging about how aggravated I am that my printer isn't cooperating. There are people in third world countries right now sleeping on dirt floors with the bugs, starving and probably wishing for my kind of 'problems'.