This is the second time this week I've tried to fix the Very Expensive Copier and have instead broken it even more. It was a paper jam on Tuesday; this time I tried to install toner and it just keeps spitting black powder at everyone.
I live in
Office Space.
And now I'm going to go chop up old stationary, using a big paper-cutter thing that sits near me. And I'm slightly afraid that all of a sudden
Josh Hartnett
rock_roller Zeke will show up and bean Jon Stewart somewhere behind me with the blade.