The Printer Savant

Date: 2/6/2023

The boss, this very sour, blond lady passively aggresses me about the printer ink that arrived by mistake and is now needed back, two bottles, white and black. I opened the white already because who doesn't need white ink, but the black, I gave to one of my friends upstairs in the secretarial pool. I guess I can get it back. The printer doesn't print. I am trying to print a picture of a Wanted Man from my computer. It's urgent. The buttons flash and rollers spin but no output. A young fat man with a mustache asks if he can help. Before I answer, he is taking off the doors and turning dials. Talking to himself all the way. Seems to know what he's doing although I always thought he was a little slow. Maybe some kind of printer savant. I see a paper shooting into the tray. I hope it is mine! I thank him.