i have never been so pissed off than when a printer didn't work.
During my last semester of college my computer had broken. So, I had to do all my work in the computer lab in school. At school you need a special ID card to print out papers. My ID was stolen with my wallet the day I went to go watch 300 with a friend. Anyhow, I never got around to replacing my school ID because it was a 20 dollar replacement fee. So normally I would just go to
Kinko's to just print **** out. It wouldn't be the cheapest solution, but it would be the easiest and best for time management. I could go back home to do it, but my house was 9 miles away from the school, and in Tucson there is always ridiculous traffic. Also, because my computer is broken I would have to use my sister in laws computer as an option. So, I go to Kinko's and all the computers are filled, the place is busy. What pisses me off is its about to rain, and theres some douche bag looking at relationship adds on Craig's list. I'm like dammit I have to drive all the way home and back get something printed at my house. So, i take the damn journey home amid traffic, and people are doing their normal stupid **** in traffic that pisses me off. It begins to rain pretty hard and it turns out to be an electrical storm. So, when I get home I boot the computer up, i have to wait for all the icons to load and all the other b.s. I think there was a problem with the monitor too, i had to figure out how my brother had it setup, because he had a bunch of different connections. So, the computer is booted up and I'm all ready to print, theres no paper. So I run in my room and search for some computer paper. I find it and attempt to print and the fucking paper jams. I hear lighting outside. The clock is ticking, and if i don't hurry up i will be late for class. I try to make adjustments. By this time I am as pissed off as i have ever been, I'm yelling so hard I would make James Hetfield cry if i were yelling at him. My brother comes home, and I am pissed. They had just replaced the other printer because it was a piece of ****. I give up and just e-mail the teacher the paper. This is an important paper, if its late I'm fucked. This was the last class I ever have to take, ever. That is unless I want to get another degreein another field, but i'm sick of college so that probably not going to happen. What I'm worried about of course is e-mail not working, it happens. Which, is why i wanted to give her a hard copy. Luckily I talked to her before class, and she got my e-mail. So everything was good, but damn was that stressful.
if i were you pap I'd find a good selection of gangster rap and a grassy field