Someone Else Hates HP Printers!

A while back my daughter gave me an HP printer she got in a PC bundle and didn’t need.

It was a complete piece of crap.

English expat PhilB. from New Zealand emailed me with a link to someone else who hates their HP. He notes:

The comments are worth a read too – NOTE Trademe takes the advert down after a few days so get there quick!

It’s a pretty damned funny read.

Sample:

Words cannot express how much I hate this printer. It never works when I need it to – it’s like it knows when I have to urgently print something. It randomly decides if it wants to work wirelessly or not. And scanning wirelessly? Forget about it!

When you first turn it on it will play an endless symphony of sounds that are simply there to fool you into thinking that it might actually do what it’s designed to do. Don’t be fooled. This thing is evil incarnate.

By all means, read the comments!!

Falling Down on the Job

First rule of blogging:  Post Something Every Day.

FAIL!
I’ve been busy with work.  Three days in a row in Phoenix, leaving at 0500 and not getting home until well after 1700.  Too burned out to post.

Free ice cream machine is on the blink.  Read the archives or somebody else.  I’ll get back to this thing sooner or later.

UPDATE:

From the comments to this post.  I’ll just leave this here:

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY?rel=0]

Thanks.  I needed that.

.gov Austerity

Got this one via email:

A guy stopped at a local gas station, and after filling his tank, he paid the bill and bought a soft drink. He stood by his car to drink his cola and watched a couple of men working along the roadside. One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on. The other man came along behind him and filled in the hole. While one was digging a new hole, the other was 25 feet behind filling in the hole.

The men worked right past the guy with the soft drink and went on down the road. “I can’t stand this,” said the man tossing the can into a trash container and headed down the road toward the men. “Hold it, hold it,” he said to the men. “Can you tell me what’s going on here with all this digging and refilling?”

“Well, we work for the government and we’re just doing our job,” one of the men said.

“But one of you is digging a hole and the other fills it up. You’re not accomplishing anything. Aren’t you wasting the taxpayers’ money?”

“You don’t understand, mister,” one of the men said, leaning on his shovel and wiping his brow. “Normally there’s three of us: Me, Elmer and Leroy. I dig the hole, Elmer plants the tree, and Leroy here puts the dirt back.

You see with the government sequestering, they are not buying any more trees so Elmer’s job’s been cut … so now it’s just me an’ Leroy.