Day 42:
Fax Machines.
The machine we feed documents in to, then wait for it to dial and play some Tron sounding music shit until it finally completes and prints out a new piece of paper saying it was a success or failure. Then we pick the phone up to call the person we just faxed to make sure their machine didn't print a mangled mess of toner and paper.
agreed! fuck off fax fuckers
ReplyDeleteLove it! Been following on FB but can link it now from my blog which I have to admit I have "stole" your idea today for a "girly" version for my photography blog "100 things that are fabulous" hope you don't mind ;0 anything to drum up business on my end, lol.
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