End of the day, rush to get stuff out - mail, faxes, memos and the like.
Wasn’t paying attention to the fax number I was dialing, and ended up dialing our office number.
So I am standing at the fax machine when I hear the phone ring, just as the fax was connecting - gotta keep an eye on the machine so it will send properly (hit the button when it connects and the fax will go through - hey, it’s an old machine).
Choice - let the phone ring or let the fax miss out. Nope, gotta get the phone. So I leap around the desk, grab the phone and start to spit out the company name when…
BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
The part of my brain that could still function said out loud: “Expletive, now who the expletive is faxing my left ear, I wish I had an expletiving whistle so I could give them a taste of their own medicine, expletive.”
I then noticed the fax had cut off as soon as I slammed down the phone.
“…oh, it was me.”
I hate when I get faxed in the ear. First time I had ever faxed myself.
Well, I can’t laugh too much. I have checked that fax machines and modems are dialing like they’re supposed to by dialing my phone number at work and picking it up to see if I can hear it try to handshake.
At one tech job I had done this so much that [geek mode] a coworker and I used to greet each other in the morning by doing our best to imitate two modems trying to communicate. [/geek mode]
