Oh, HAH.
PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE IZ TRUFAX.
(I'm so glad I remembered, because I'd been trying all evening to think of what'd made me laugh so hard this afternoon.)
Example No. 1. Shaking.
I was trying to print something on the dept. printer, and the computer gave me a "low on toner error." Now, the printer's always a bit screwy, but I figured if one of the computers was saying something, then maybe it was a real problem.
Okay, so.
I went to one of the secretaries and told her about the problem. Puzzled frown; hmm, yes, if the computer's actually saying something, maybe it does need new toner, but have you tried--?
So we walk back to the printer, excavate the ink cartridge, and she takes it and says,
"You know, sometimes the ink just starts to dry a bit - gets stuck. So you just have to give it a good shake."
She grabs it by both ends and just RATTLES it back and forth, 'cause it was a pretty big ink cartridge. We popped it back in after, and, lo and behold, everything was A-Okay!
Example No. 2. Striking.
We had to make copies of this 100-page-plus field guide, which had holes punched in the original copies. Way not to make the dept. copier happy from the start.
Inevitably, it seems, there was a paper jam. We removed the paper. Spun the wheel. Closed the cover. Which locked back into place.
STILL says there's a jam. Which was a complete and utter lie, you mangy copier! So. This becomes a matter now beyond our power, and it's off to the secretaries for some expert advice.
One of them comes to help us. She rearranges the originals and corrects the settings (so THAT's what collated means...!). Still says jam. Okay.
She lifts the cover, checks all through and says, "Well, you know, sometimes you just have to hit it."
She folds the cover back down and BANGS on it with her fist. Twice, actually, because it popped back up the first time. And then it WORKED!
Conclusions:
When the Doctor hits the TARDIS console, it's not that he's angry with her (much) for not doing what he directed, it's that he's reinforcing loose connections or creating pathways for fluid flow.
XD
I can just see the Doctor, mallet in hand, ready to face all the office hardware the universe has to offer.
I have the desire to take my rock hammer to the next printer or copier that defies me.
Seriously, though - is it ALL machines? Or did office appliance designers just attempt to gack their blueprints from the Time Lords?
I love it when rl and DW collide. :)
(I'm so glad I remembered, because I'd been trying all evening to think of what'd made me laugh so hard this afternoon.)
Example No. 1. Shaking.
I was trying to print something on the dept. printer, and the computer gave me a "low on toner error." Now, the printer's always a bit screwy, but I figured if one of the computers was saying something, then maybe it was a real problem.
Okay, so.
I went to one of the secretaries and told her about the problem. Puzzled frown; hmm, yes, if the computer's actually saying something, maybe it does need new toner, but have you tried--?
So we walk back to the printer, excavate the ink cartridge, and she takes it and says,
"You know, sometimes the ink just starts to dry a bit - gets stuck. So you just have to give it a good shake."
She grabs it by both ends and just RATTLES it back and forth, 'cause it was a pretty big ink cartridge. We popped it back in after, and, lo and behold, everything was A-Okay!
Example No. 2. Striking.
We had to make copies of this 100-page-plus field guide, which had holes punched in the original copies. Way not to make the dept. copier happy from the start.
Inevitably, it seems, there was a paper jam. We removed the paper. Spun the wheel. Closed the cover. Which locked back into place.
STILL says there's a jam. Which was a complete and utter lie, you mangy copier! So. This becomes a matter now beyond our power, and it's off to the secretaries for some expert advice.
One of them comes to help us. She rearranges the originals and corrects the settings (so THAT's what collated means...!). Still says jam. Okay.
She lifts the cover, checks all through and says, "Well, you know, sometimes you just have to hit it."
She folds the cover back down and BANGS on it with her fist. Twice, actually, because it popped back up the first time. And then it WORKED!
Conclusions:
When the Doctor hits the TARDIS console, it's not that he's angry with her (much) for not doing what he directed, it's that he's reinforcing loose connections or creating pathways for fluid flow.
XD
I can just see the Doctor, mallet in hand, ready to face all the office hardware the universe has to offer.
I have the desire to take my rock hammer to the next printer or copier that defies me.
Seriously, though - is it ALL machines? Or did office appliance designers just attempt to gack their blueprints from the Time Lords?
I love it when rl and DW collide. :)