What's this? Why, it's the fax imaging film that fell off its core and rolled across the floor while I was trying to replace it, answer the phone and listen to the bossman at the same time. It's enough to piss off the Pope, I tell ya. And do you know what? The film is just taped onto the cardboard core in the first place. Yep, just good ol' transparent tape. Cheap piece of...!
Without thinking I actually started saying, "MOTHER...!" I think I got MOTH out of my mouth before I checked myself and silently cursed Xerox for its shoddy materials.
Then, as I was trying to roll it neatly back onto the core so as not to adversely effect its performance, the phone rang and I had to hold it in my lap while I jotted down a call tag number for some other piece of faulty equipment.
Some days it just doesn't pay to multitask.
4 comments:
you censored yourself??!?!
WHY?!
She once told me, my lovely aunt, that though she swore the M-F'er was straight out.
This must make Samuel L. Jackson impressions particularly difficult for her.
Sorry for talking about you as if you weren't here, Auntie L.
I censored myself because the boss was on a conference call, and this would not have been a good thing for HIS boss to hear.
and Roy, sorry to disappoint you, but 11 years in LA have brought MF firmly into my vocabulary.
Methinks it's time to replace the crappy ass fax machine that requries a roll of imagin film. You need laser.
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