I am this close --> <-- to KILLING the printer here. We are on our THIRD ONE, and the lovely new printer brings with it a whole new set of frustrations. I could almost say that printers are worse than men for making me bang my head against the wall!!! Ok, not quite;) Truthfully, the only time I swear more than this is at other drivers when the roads are shit (like the snowy conditions this past Sunday, sorry you had to hear all that Jen). I wanna take that thing and get it in a headlock and smash it's stupid little printer-face in, body slam it into the ground, jump up and down on it a few hundred times and then pitch that pisa shite out the fricken window!!!
Or this... this scene from Office Space would be sweet sweet justice. Ah, it makes me feel better just to watch that.
So I try to reload up the driver and do 'diagnostics'... and it sends info to the printer and then asks me to click on what response I got, so I pick "doesn't print or prints garbage" because it DIDN'T PRINT. Then it asks if I want to print the log file!!!
Aaack!
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Could it be that the music they listen to contributes to the hostility and rage that seems so prevalent in the younger generation? Just a thought.
The music helps make that scene, haha.
Does art reflect societal attitudes or contribute to them? Such a topic is way beyond the scope of this blog... and perhaps my brain.
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