Damn Printer

Midnight rolls around and I’m about to hit the sack, when Ivy calls out for me “Ki where’s the printer ink I ask you to get me? The printer just ran out of ink!”. Shit! I knew I forgot something. My answer of “Umm didn’t get it” doesn’t go down to well.

Ok, it’s midnight, it’s Sunday and we are in New Zealand. Where can I get some ink for Ivy to print the rest of the stuff she needs for her assignment. Mum’s house? I wake up the flatmates to grab their car keys and move their cars to get Ivy’s out. I drive out to mum’s place thinking that I’ll just grab her printer and bring it back to the flat. Too bad, mum’s printer is out of ink too.

Now it’s 1am and still no ink. At this point all I could think about was that scene from Office Space where they take the printer out to the field and kick the shit out of it. But I hold my composure and and think. OK, I can take Ivy out to Uni and use their 24 hour computer labs to print off her stuff. Of course this means I’ll have to go with her so that she can get in. Good news right? Well kind of, she hasn’t finished everything that she needs to print, so I’m stuck watching Seinfeld dvd’s until she’s ready to head off to Uni.

4 am, rolls around and we drive into Uni. Thank goodness we get in after a hairy couple of seconds with an beeping keypad on the door to the lab. We print everything off and are home just after 5 am.

Now it’s really to early in the morning to go to bed only to get up at 7 and go to pre-school. Couple more episodes of Seinfeld an then we head off to school and work. Let me tell you dealing with 20+ 2 to 5 years olds is hard work, even with a solid 7 hours sleep, but it’s just painful with no sleep.

Got home after work and grabbed a quick bite to eat before falling asleep. My bed has never felt so good before.