So like any good citizen, I don't have a printer that is hooked up and full of ink. For a company (HP) that would like me to purchase their fine goods, they sure as heck don't make it easy. So I did the next best thing; traveled to Kinkos and planned on printing my 27 page document there. I planned on a four or five dollar cost associated with my job. The document is only black and white text. A simple task indeed. Well, to steal a web comic joke I read a few months ago, printer ink must be made from unicorn blood because the cost was between three and four times higher than what I estimated. So here I sit, preparing myself to read a 27 page court decision on a 10 inch screen. Hurray.
Can someone explain why printing is one of the most frustrating experiences on the planet? It's annoying to do at home. It's annoying to do at Kinkos. The only non-annoying location really is at work. You probably shouldn't be printing there. And when it comes down to it, you're sort of stealing. If only there was another reasonable way.
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