work.

today i had a confrontation with a printer.
i stared at it, my sentiments a mix of confusion and disbelief.
anger building in my veins.
“paper size unexpected” it told me.
“what the goddamn-fuck does that even mean” i wondered; “it’s a printer! it should expect all sizes of fucking paper!”.
i pressed the green “go” button.
the printer shuddered, sighed, but would not produce the assessment form i had requested of it.
i attacked, smacking it upside its head.
it did not retaliate.
i went back to my desk and wondered why.
amongst the zombies and the headhunters.
a place for me.

-jav