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Laser printer breaks. On hold with the help desk. Sister finds me with my head almost inside the printer and asks, "You busy?"
Me: "Uh-huh."
She keeps talking, doorbell rings. Some guy who says we called a plumber tries to walk in. Friendly dog becomes an unfriendly dog because of my reaction.
"We didn't call for a plumber." Shut door.
Lose the help desk call. Swear. Sister leaves. I contemplate torching printer.
People wonder how I come up with crazy scenes.