So Consuela needs a small stack of seven pages copied. They aren’t stapled, they aren’t double-sided, there’s nothing fancy to them at all. Just pop them in the copy machine and they’ll be done in less than thirty seconds.
She gets up from her desk and walks past the copy machine, through the file room, to my desk and says, “I need one copy of this for Mr. Archibald.”
She turns around and walks back to her desk. I get up, following right behind her with papers in hand, put the papers in the copy machine, hit go, grab a binder clip (Mr. Archibald has an aversion to paper clips), clip the fresh-made copies together and give them to Consuela just as she’s sitting back down and getting comfortable in her foam rubber office chair.
Every now and then one has to suppress the urge to say, “Why can’t you do it yourself?”
Hey, that’s what I’m here for.
3 comments:
Yes, deja vu. Once the boss got up from his desk walked all the way down the hall past the fax machine and into my office to ask me to fax a sheet of paper. I had it faxed before he even got back to his office. Is it really that hard to press a few buttons?
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