I scoured the internet for the error code that blithely flashed
on the printer’s LCD screen. I even watched some YouTube videos on the ‘fix’. The printer could not be saved. It was flat lined. It was no more. It was an 'ex' printer.
I must say, I wasn’t thrilled with the dead printer sitting
by my desk. Besides the obvious
disappointment that it died on us; it was only a 'good' printer. Not a 'great' printer. It seemed every Windows update gave it
heartburn and we needed to do assuage it’s ego to make it realize it still had a
purpose in life. Its heartburn consequently
caused me heartburn as I rushed to scan a photo at the last minute.
The eulogy was brief: Well, I guess we need a new printer.
The printer is now gone and it will be forgotten.
Those words about a new printer raised some hackles. This recently deceased printer replaced a far
better printer. A printer whose shadow was long and never properly
filled. A printer made from a company
whose name I loathe to utter as they laid me off 4 years ago and ruined my
life. Well, that might be hyperbole. But
I do loathe uttering their name.
I went printer shopping last night. I had plenty of
options. Lots of price points and lots
of features. It didn’t take long for me
to pick a printer. Yes, it was from the company who must not be named.
The setup was quick, mostly due to the beautiful tech support
staff that lives in house. She was able to
load the software and get it printing and scanning by the time I finished making
diner. And when I say making dinner, I mean making a dinner run to Taco Bell. Taco Bell is a name I do not loathe to speak.
Blogs and scans will be forth coming.
AH
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