I woke, and lay in bed contemplating the chore ahead. Fix the printer...again. I had tried to print a document when the printer was out of paper. Well, ex...coooose ME. Mr. Printer gets huffy and goes on permanent leave. Adding paper does not solve the problem. Printer is AWOL. All afternoon and evening, life goes on without a printer.
I had spent the better part of an hour trying to clear the printer's queue to no avail. The computer says it is clearing the queue....but it ISN'T. So who is lying? The computer or the printer? That's what was occupying my mind as I lay in bed.
I suddenly realized I was living through a science fiction story. "Help Help The spaceship is falling into the sun... we're all doomed."
"Fear not," says Captain Creep, "Scotty will fix the Flamsteeds and we'll be back in orbit an a par-sec or two."
"No, no...Brooke Shields, the guest alien this episode, has stolen all the Nix. Without Nix we cannot glick the back-glacker. We're doomed, I say."
"What? What did she do with the Nix?"
"Well... she drank it. Aliens consume great quantities of Nix when they are rutting." Fortunately, Science Officer Spook knows that Ozee can be used to replace Nix/
"But we have no Ozee on board...this is a peace keeping ship, not a battlestar," Captain Creep reminds everyone. But Spook knows that Ouzo can be converted to Ozee by adding a small amount of...water.
They rush to the bar and get some Ouzo, and...well, you see how it comes out...just before the final commercial.
So, using he techniques from science fiction, I have determined that the computer AND the printer are telling the truth, and it is the connection between them that is at fault.
Now I have something to do this morning.