It's a toneriffic day...

In most of the places I have ever worked, NO ONE was seemngly capable of changing the toner... except me.

After ruining several white and off white blouses, I began the practise of only wearing black or navy blue to work and keeping several pair of stockings in my file drawer.

While this insured that I would not have to attend meetings all day LOOKING like I had just run afoul of the toner monster, it didn't entirely vanquish the beast.

I was thrilled when I was issued a personal printer along with my computer. Changing the cartridge was ever so much easier than wrestling with toner.

Much to my chagrin, no one else ever learned to replace the toner although it frequently required replacing. When my contract ended, I remarked to my partner who was staying on for another month that all printing would cease within the week. He was amused to note that one MFD went out of order for most of two weeks. When he asked the support guy what was wrong, he was told, "toner was out". Tech Support wasn't responsible for toner so the guy didn't replace it.

giggle...

Although..being the NICE person that I am, I hate to see anyone having a bad day.

Really. It's true. I'm actually very timid and introverted. But when I'm forced to actually deal with other humans, I am friendly. I'm only 'this' way here.

I'm just imagining how hard my husband and boss would laugh if they ever read this post.. :)

and juggled it for a moment before the whole thing dumped in my lap. I was wearing light colored clothes, of course. I nearly ALWAYS wear black..but on that day? Nope.

It's a joke in my office for someone to spill something on their shirt then to refer to themself as me. Even my mother, just TODAY, called to tell me that for the past few days, she's been spilling things on her shirt. She said she figures my issue with 'spillage' must be hereditary and that her problem is just now blooming. I just said, "yeah? Well, you're old." and hung up. :)