The A4 Rashomon
- i try to print the summer schedule , baby gets excited. i try to not let her see me work. she jumps on the office chair and goes crazy. but this was urgent. she loved the file i opened with the squares and numbers.
she liked the printer even more. the ‘robot’ takes in paper , makes noise , then doesnt print.
low ink?
no..i mean yes, always but not this time. today the deamon of the office supply, decided that she will not take the paper by herself. it just took it, if i gave it a nudge. and then most of the time crumpled it up. i had to go crazy fixing it again and again..took year to print a three page article!!! Sophia though, was so happy, she kept saying thankyou’s to the printer and struggled to see what i was doing jumping up after me on thecsofa and running behind the desk... the excitment was high, and i couldnt put her down for naptime... someday i will take the time and enjoy flaying alive the entire design team that came up with the canon E650 i got.
-daddy had to work on the computer today. he seemed worried, squinting his eyes over the shiny screen. i tried to cheer him up by jumping on the sofa and checking on him. he really likes those squares. whole lines of them with numbers. Daddy sometimes looks so unhappy. today he turned on the robot that draws. how can you be sad when you have a robot!!? it eats paper!!
daddy fed the machine paper, but was upset that the robot didn’t barf it out. he opened doors and checked boxes, and took paper out of different places. he usually has fun doing things like this, but i think he doesnt like this robot much.
i tried again, to cheer him up. jumping around, showing an interest in the work he’s doing. i wish he would like the robot again. friends should make up if they have a fight.
in the end , daddy was very happy. the robot drew the squares on paper, and put some numbers too. it wasn’t very beautiful, but daddy was so happy. but why , if he was so happy, did he close up the computer and put it back in the cupboard? why not do more squares with numbers. i showed him a square with my fingers and he was very happy with that. after that i jumped on the bed for a long time.
-the idiot didn’t use me for months, kept me covered, the ungrateful shit. what does he expect? what does he think? that i don’t know he goes out of his way to avoid me? that he miraculously comes home with neat double-sided stacks, as if i couldn’t do it for him? didn’t i print everything he wanted when he was in quarantine?! pictures, games...i ran out of ink, but did i Complain?!
he is such an asshole, the way he treats me. truns me around, opens lids like it’s not fragile. Mutters to himself...shame on him. his girl can hear that, doesn’t he realize?!
she’ll turn out like him the way it’s going. no patiance toward electronics on that guy.
so...
and it wasn’t my fault or anythibg. i stopped maliciously punishing him, the moment the baby grew up. she doesn’t deserve to see that..see our games...
this time it was a genuine problem with the J6 temper wheel. i bet he’ll chuck me out because of it. get vindictive. that’s the kind of person... get all ‘office space’ on me...
its easy to repair.. all he has to do is google some things...
but he won’t...