At our college officek, we have the sister of the Box of Random Evil–the Printer of Constant Mystery.
Like its sibling, the PCM is a printer/copier. The Printer of Constant Mystery has jammed in at least four different places, and it will jam solid if paper of a width greater than five angstroms is used. The PCM is supposed to collate documents, but throws them on the floor instead in a random pile. Last week, the PCM crumpled up every page in a concertina shape. Good thing I didn’t have to print anything important that day.
This makes the Printer of Constant Mystery sound wilfully evil. I don’t think it is. I think it is actually a playful and bemusing machine. For example, sometimes it pushes out its documents with the long side out, and sometimes with the short end out, for no understandable reason. It has a green light that blinks when a document should appear…but sometimes the green light starts blinking when you just walk past it. I think it’s trying to say hello.
One time it did something which is beyond the ken of humanity. I was trying to print a website page. At the same time, a co-worker was trying to copy a handwritten travel plan. Neither document appeared. We stood at the PCM for a little while, before I tried the tested-and-true method for fixing the PCM: turning it off and then back on. The PCM spat out one page–my website print-out…with the handwritten travel plan faintly visible in the background. Not even the manufacturers could explain that one.
The Printer of Constant Mystery, mind, is much nicer than our other printer, The Color Copier of the Ninth Circle of Hell, which sent one of my co-workers to the hospital once. But that’s another story.