Funny thing with copiers. I had a festive concept for my blog story and took a picture. I wanted a copy for my wall.
My wife is the responsible one and preparing for Thanksgiving. When she asked me the temperature to set the oven for cookies I said, “350.” Inadvertently, I typed 350 on my laptop and hit print.
The job was set and began printing. I rushed downstairs to cancel. The screen on the printer said, print job complete. Strange. There was nothing on the paper tray. I guess we were out of paper.
Life is kind of weird that way. Have you ever lost your socks in the dryer?
It happened to me today. All my black socks were gone this morning.
4 thoughts on “Brothers Campfire My Weird Day-An Ongoing Tale Chapter 77”
You were lucky that the printer was out of paper! 350 copies of a picture would have used a lot of ink as well as a lot of paper.
You are so right! Ha ha!
Thank you Penhive!