Showing posts with label copy machines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label copy machines. Show all posts

Monday, November 23, 2009

The copy machine ate my arm!

Well not really but it is making a noise like my tummy makes when it is hungry. For the past 2 weeks and since my boss left we have had the most trouble with this stupid machine. My coworker and I have come up with many ideas on how it could "accidently" disappear.

  • Push it off the landing into the snake river
  • "Cash for clunkers"
  • Offer it to patrons for free
  • Take it for a walk with a leash and tie to a tree and forget about it
  • Take it for a ride in a truck...... to the dump.....
  • "spill" coffee in it

Just to name a few, we will keep working on this list. So far the first one up there is the best choice as it has wheels and can easily be... pushed.. off the ledge hahaha but we do have camera that would see us doing it and I am sure that our jobs would not be safe from that... But the copier would be gone wouldn't it?

I can just see it now. Corpse of copier found in the snake river. CSI Idaho Falls claims it to have been there for a few weeks as it had some rust on it and they cut it open and found out the age by how many rings it had... No finger prints found and no murder weapon.... That would make a great TV show..

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Is that a mouse or a chicken caught in your copy machine?

Our copier has started to make a high pitched squealing when people make copies, annoying for those of us who are here for 12 hours, luckily only 4 of those hours are stuck chained to the chair.. oh I mean working. So I am thinking there could be either a dead wet fish in our copier, a mouse stuck on a roller-do-boble, or a chicken passing gas. Does gass have 2 s's or just one? Or a half, someone figure it out fast.

Oh oh oh Today my ad over in the corner says I can join a Fight Club Workout! How does this know I am a little pudgy? Can they see me? *waves to facebook spy people* No thanks tho I am fine the way that I am, I don't mind. Plus fighting not really my thing, in fact I don't like fighting haha.

This is me NOT doing my History of Dance homework, not like she can see me, the class is online. All my classes are online cept one... ssssoooo in all essence this is me not doing ANY of my homework from ANY of my online courses! Woo! Not like it's a fair ride, or a cake walk.

Why do people call it a cake walk? What a waste of a good cake eh? Although I wonder which cake is better for walking? Sponge? Lemon? Devils food? Hmmmmmm..... Now I want cake...

Off to go find something more... well... more... procrastiation-y or something along those lines... maybe get something done... NAH