By Zoë Slatter

 

Printer, printer where art thou work?

A little summery into how I deal with the miss use and sometimes lack of printing ability at SCA.

 

Monday

Oh, printer, oh printer.

Where is my work?

I pay for you

but all you give me is nothing.

I hate you, I love you.

Only when you work.

You ****___****** prick

Kick kick.

But I love you

Ps: please work

 

Monday mid-morning

Marcia

the f**king printer is __

Oh printer printer

you suck sometimes

you suck real bad

Suck my paper jam.

 

Tuesday

3 trees down

Math equations on paper

x_*Uuiyiuysda____*r

could you understand that!!???

find X

and my PDF.

 

Wednesday

There’s a hole in a printer and Marc’s wallet.

Sorry, Marc.

 

Thursday

Ben massage me. Hi Ben. Is anyone there?

Paper jam, mind stuck, paper jam.

F***

 

Friday morning

where’s the printer?

 

Friday afternoon

I need to print.

 

*note new printer is much better, thanks, Marc & Marcia.