Oh. My. God.

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

I am so fucking irritated right now.

The motherfucking rules for use of the printer in the lab have been posted for nine fucking months. Don't you fucking stand there, talk to your little ditzy friend about "needing" fifty copies of some stupid-ass flyer, and then give me a look of contempt and disgust when I point out that, per the rules approved by the housing office, THE MOTHERFUCKING PRINTER IS NOT A FUCKING PHOTOCOPIER.

It is finals week. This means that everyone and their brother is printing out an entire semester's worth of powerpoint presentations and notes. This in turn means that we're going through like five reams of paper in seven hours every day.

AND THIS MEANS THAT IF YOU USE MY PRINTER AS A PHOTOCOPIER, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR LITTLE FRESHMAN FUCKING ASS OUT OF MY LAB IF YOU EVER DO THIS AGAIN.

I should have canceled her job. After the look that little bitch gave me, I should have hit cancel on the printer, asked her to read the posted rules out loud to me, and then banned her from the lab.

I fucking hate girls and finals week and freshman.

And FWIW I'm a girl, so this isn't sexism - it's just the truth.

Comments

[ghostdandp.livejournal.com]

Do you labs charge at least?

At very least they should charge for copies, like 10¢ each

[greeklady.livejournal.com]

Dude, not only cancel the job, cancel the printer. WTF?? There is no excuse. She can be bitchy and give you all the looks she wants. Kick her butt! Especially if you are a girl. We can take it as well as dish it out!

Pissed off for you!

[omg-teh-funnay.livejournal.com]

The question is... why didn't you? Gettin' soft at the end of the year? ;)

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

I'm small, and I got beat up a lot (metaphorically - my school didn't allow fighting at all) when I was a kid. The end result is that I'm too wussy to do mean things to my idiot residents.

:(

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

That's the kicker - IU now has a per-semester print quota, and you have to use your student ID to release a job to the printer. The quota is like 650 pages per semester. IUPUI, however, still has no real quota enforcement. The copier is 10 cents a page, but the printer in the lab is like a Tyson chicken, and anyone can use it.

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

Ugh - I had a kid come in here once with his dinner or something. When I told him there was no food in the lab, he looked at me like I was crazy.

'Cause, you know, I totally want you to spill your Big Gulp Pepsi all over the brand-new keyboard sitting in front of you.

Jackasses.

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

Hindsight's a bitch... :(

[darkblade1.livejournal.com]

I'll fly to IUPUI and kick their ass. I'm a 6'3" dude who's 250, and is freakin huge. I'll lay an ass whoopin down. No one screws with me. :)

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

I'm still at work, too. Seven more minutes!

A+ icon to you, too - can I steal use?

[jcaswell.livejournal.com]

In that case, I'm nabbing it too :)

[canray.livejournal.com]

Walk Tall And Carry A Big Cluebat

[kait-the-great.livejournal.com]

I can't even ask people once to not eat or drink in our labs (that's what the signs are for!), for the same reason. :-(

[dirtymatt.livejournal.com]

Heheh, I love yelling at the kids for that. I think it helps that I wear a tie to work though.

[shifuimam.livejournal.com]

It sucks, doesn't it? I wish I'd grown some balls so I could actually yell at these kids, but next week is my last shift evar, so it's a little late.

Oh well. :\

[the-s-guy.livejournal.com]

Excellent time to use a megaphone and some drama classes.

"Please excuse the interruption, all lab users. You all know that no food is allowed in the lab, and WHY no food is allowed in the lab. Now Bob here has decided that he's special. HE can drip grease and cola all over equipment that YOU will be using in days to come. As per regulations, therefore, I have no choice but to cut power to the ENTIRE lab... unless Bob and his dinner are gone from my sight by the time I count twenty."

(Turn around, walk away slowly, counting "Twenty. Nineteen. Eighteen...")

*muffled sounds of background vigilante justice*