Why is it every time I have no time, whatever I’m doing turns into total cluster-fuckery?
I run registration for a small conference (Contact: Cultures of the Imagination – check it out, it’s very cool); and every time I end up banging my head against the wall.
All I wanted to do was get the badges and envelope labels printed up. Is that so much to ask – apparently it is.
I bring the supplies home. One point for me for remembering to bring them home!
I find that I am totally out of black ink for my inkjet printer. I could have sworn I had another cartridge. But, no, I apparently hallucinated it. Lose one point for being an idiot.
Okay, I go online to Office Depot and order a couple of cartridges. I love Office Depot, if you order is sufficiently large (over $50 I believe), they’ll deliver it to your home the next day! One point for me for knowing this!
Lose one point because Office Depot doesn’t care how much you spend on your ink cartridges, they are going to mail them to you and you’ll get them in 3 to 5 business days. Argh.
This is when my darling hubby reminds me that we are almost out of milk. Trip to the grocery store, which means I can stop at the CVS next to the grocery store and buy an black ink cartridge! One point for me for thinking of this.
Guess what kind of ink cartridge CVS is totally out of? Lose a point; and I give the fuck up.
If I remember to take the supplies back to the office tomorrow (and I fully recognize how big that if is), I’ll just print everything on my lunch hour, because I went ahead and got all the merges and set up done. So all I need to do is print them.
Only past experience has taught me that the printing never seems to go the way it is supposed to. But, fiddle-dee-dee, I’ll worry about that tomorrow because I have a headache and I’m going to bed (probably to dream about ink cartridges and miserable printing jobs).
And the real bitch of it is, I’ll have such a good time at the conference, I’ll probably volunteer to do it again.