Copier People and other Mysteries of the Workplace
Ok, we all know the copier people. Well, we all know them if we work in a sortof coporate workplace anyway. Those of you lucky enough (insert maniacal laughter here) to work from home may not be as familiar. Copier people are people who are constantly copying *something* - it doesn't really matter what. They're addicted to warm paper and the smell of toner. Who knows. But they're driving me crazy.
Those of you who know me know I've recently gone back to a sortof corporate job. Well, I no longer work from home anyway. I sold my company after the birth of my son to go back to work and spend more time with my son. Don't quite understand how that works? The short story is I'd rather get paid to work 8 hours than not get paid to work 23.5. So, here I am, in a cubicle again.
Anyway, to drag my ADD mind back to the topic at hand - which is actually a distraction from the work I *should* be doing - I hate copier people.
Why? Because after they've been to the copier - pushing all the little buttons and changing the paper feeder width thingys - it's darned near impossible to make a good copy the first time around.
You have to adjust the paper width thingies for one thing. And heaven forbid they forget to hit 'clear all' when they're done with their little totally customized copies. You just plain aint gonna win.
I waited 10 minutes to use the lovely copier they have here. It has a blue glowing backlit screen. Ahhhh, yummy. It makes a lovely soft whirring noise when it scans. Boy it's been too long since I've worked around one of these.
So, anyhoo, I finally get my turn and I walk up, press 2 (I needed two copies), put the paper into the little paper feeder thingies (also referred to above as the paper feeder width thingies), and click start. Weird things start to happen. And from 8 sheets of letter sized paper I get a half inch stack of legal sized paper with weird shapes of something that may or may not be copies of my originals. I'd tell you but the images are super small and I just can't see them.
So, I scoop up my half inch worth of wasted rainforest and try again. This time, I click the 'clear all' button and change the paper width thingies to feed my paper in the other way (portrait versus landscape here). And try again. I confidently press 2 (for two copies, keep up) and press start. Blue lights glow, soft whirring noises resume, the tangy aroma of toner fills the air. Four minutes later my 8 sheets of letter sized paper have yet again produced a half inch of wasted rain forest. This time letter sized though. And you can tell that the images are indeed mine. Only they're turned the wrong way.
At this point, and feeling a little like Charlie Brown screaming after chunking the ground and staring dazed up at the football, and having 3 people now standing in a line behind me (Huh???) I give up to come back to my desk. I want to await some private time to get to know the copier - you know, without the shame of being a computer geek who can't make two flippin copies.
Now, having fed my ADD monster need for distraction, I'm going to try to get some work done.
Those of you who know me know I've recently gone back to a sortof corporate job. Well, I no longer work from home anyway. I sold my company after the birth of my son to go back to work and spend more time with my son. Don't quite understand how that works? The short story is I'd rather get paid to work 8 hours than not get paid to work 23.5. So, here I am, in a cubicle again.
Anyway, to drag my ADD mind back to the topic at hand - which is actually a distraction from the work I *should* be doing - I hate copier people.
Why? Because after they've been to the copier - pushing all the little buttons and changing the paper feeder width thingys - it's darned near impossible to make a good copy the first time around.
You have to adjust the paper width thingies for one thing. And heaven forbid they forget to hit 'clear all' when they're done with their little totally customized copies. You just plain aint gonna win.
I waited 10 minutes to use the lovely copier they have here. It has a blue glowing backlit screen. Ahhhh, yummy. It makes a lovely soft whirring noise when it scans. Boy it's been too long since I've worked around one of these.
So, anyhoo, I finally get my turn and I walk up, press 2 (I needed two copies), put the paper into the little paper feeder thingies (also referred to above as the paper feeder width thingies), and click start. Weird things start to happen. And from 8 sheets of letter sized paper I get a half inch stack of legal sized paper with weird shapes of something that may or may not be copies of my originals. I'd tell you but the images are super small and I just can't see them.
So, I scoop up my half inch worth of wasted rainforest and try again. This time, I click the 'clear all' button and change the paper width thingies to feed my paper in the other way (portrait versus landscape here). And try again. I confidently press 2 (for two copies, keep up) and press start. Blue lights glow, soft whirring noises resume, the tangy aroma of toner fills the air. Four minutes later my 8 sheets of letter sized paper have yet again produced a half inch of wasted rain forest. This time letter sized though. And you can tell that the images are indeed mine. Only they're turned the wrong way.
At this point, and feeling a little like Charlie Brown screaming after chunking the ground and staring dazed up at the football, and having 3 people now standing in a line behind me (Huh???) I give up to come back to my desk. I want to await some private time to get to know the copier - you know, without the shame of being a computer geek who can't make two flippin copies.
Now, having fed my ADD monster need for distraction, I'm going to try to get some work done.
posted by Danielle at 3:10 PM
1 Comments:
No kidding about the copier people. What torques me isn't the settings, it isn't the waste of paper (although my greenpeace self starts to cluck at them), it's the time they hog up the blasted machines.
I used to work in customer service and every once in a great while I'd have to xerox something. The copier person would always be standing up there, copying the same crap (I wonder if it's cuz she didn't have a "real" job) and would always insist that what she was copying was more important than anything I could possibly want/need to copy.
Thanks for letting me comment *hugs*
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