I HATE. LIVING. IN. THIS. PLACE. SOMETIMES
I AM LITERALLY SMASHING MY KEYBOARD OUT.
I'M NOT EVEN JOKING.
THERE IS NO PAPER IN THE PRINTER.
THERE IS NO PAPER THAT THEY CAN GIVE ME TO PUT INTO THE PRINTER.
I HAD PAPER IN MY ROOM BUT...
OH DONT WORRY. IT'S NOT WORTH EXPLAINING NOW.
I GIVE UP.
I'M JUST GONNA SIT HERE AND CRY.
I SHOULD BE AT BETH'S DOING SECRET SANTAS BUT I DONT EVEN FEEL LIKE IT ANYMORE.
***
11.09pm: Beth knocks on my door and hands me a pile of paper and asks me if it's my printing. And it is! The thing wasn't out of paper, it had just been turned to the wrong setting or something. And she fixed it!
I will go to sleep happy :)
***
15.12.11
So what happened was that there was no paper in the printer, so I left my computer logged on and my usb in the computer and I went to tell reception that and the guy at reception was just really mean and not interested, and had the most uncaring tone when speaking to me.
"Yeah there's no paper. We don't have any paper to give you. There's no paper"
Yes I know there's no paper. That's what I came to tell you. Obviously other people have told you this too. And you haven't bothered telling all of us who are signing into the computer room.
Then I said that I had paper in my room, but then I had needed my keys which I'd handed in to reception (because to use the computer room you have to hand in your keys). He made me sign out of the computer room, just to get my keys. When I got to my door, I realised that the other security guy (who had been on the phone and obviously not paying attention to what he was doing) had given me someone else's keys. So I had to go back down and swap them. Then I had to go back to my room and get my paper. Then back down to reception to sign into the computer room AGAIN. Then to the computer room. I realised that there was probably a line of print jobs from other people who, like me, did not know there was no paper before printing their stuff (because it is reasonable to expect that a uni printer will have paper), so I just put a few sheets in to see if my stuff was anywhere near the front of the line. It wasn't. So after all that, I logged off the computer went back to reception to sign out, and went back to my room. Without my assignment.
And I was just so frustrated that
1) There was no paper
2) They didn't care to tell us that
3) ... and therefore people were wasting their money printing stuff that wasn't getting printed, and
4) They didn't even care.
People are so annoying sometimes.
I AM LITERALLY SMASHING MY KEYBOARD OUT.
I'M NOT EVEN JOKING.
THERE IS NO PAPER IN THE PRINTER.
THERE IS NO PAPER THAT THEY CAN GIVE ME TO PUT INTO THE PRINTER.
I HAD PAPER IN MY ROOM BUT...
OH DONT WORRY. IT'S NOT WORTH EXPLAINING NOW.
I GIVE UP.
I'M JUST GONNA SIT HERE AND CRY.
I SHOULD BE AT BETH'S DOING SECRET SANTAS BUT I DONT EVEN FEEL LIKE IT ANYMORE.
***
11.09pm: Beth knocks on my door and hands me a pile of paper and asks me if it's my printing. And it is! The thing wasn't out of paper, it had just been turned to the wrong setting or something. And she fixed it!
I will go to sleep happy :)
***
15.12.11
So what happened was that there was no paper in the printer, so I left my computer logged on and my usb in the computer and I went to tell reception that and the guy at reception was just really mean and not interested, and had the most uncaring tone when speaking to me.
"Yeah there's no paper. We don't have any paper to give you. There's no paper"
Yes I know there's no paper. That's what I came to tell you. Obviously other people have told you this too. And you haven't bothered telling all of us who are signing into the computer room.
Then I said that I had paper in my room, but then I had needed my keys which I'd handed in to reception (because to use the computer room you have to hand in your keys). He made me sign out of the computer room, just to get my keys. When I got to my door, I realised that the other security guy (who had been on the phone and obviously not paying attention to what he was doing) had given me someone else's keys. So I had to go back down and swap them. Then I had to go back to my room and get my paper. Then back down to reception to sign into the computer room AGAIN. Then to the computer room. I realised that there was probably a line of print jobs from other people who, like me, did not know there was no paper before printing their stuff (because it is reasonable to expect that a uni printer will have paper), so I just put a few sheets in to see if my stuff was anywhere near the front of the line. It wasn't. So after all that, I logged off the computer went back to reception to sign out, and went back to my room. Without my assignment.
And I was just so frustrated that
1) There was no paper
2) They didn't care to tell us that
3) ... and therefore people were wasting their money printing stuff that wasn't getting printed, and
4) They didn't even care.
People are so annoying sometimes.
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