What's Wrong with this Picture? At Work, Vol. 1

Me: Getting coffee. It's early. I'm grumpy. I'm maybe PMSing. In any event, neeeeeeed coffee and 10 minutes of quiet Internet time before anyone talks to me.

Intern-type person: Making copies. Fussing around with machine impatiently. Sighing.

Me; Continue getting coffee.

Intern-type person: "Do you know what 'document feeder jam' means?"

Me: (In super patient, sure I'm glad to help mode). Lift document feeder. "It means there's paper stuck in there."

Intern-type person: Fusses around. Sighs. "I can't see any paper..."

Me: Back to that coffee!

Intern-type person: Banging around with other drawers in hopes document feeder jam really means lifts lots of flaps and you win!

Me: Wrapping up the coffee and about to escape before, God help us all, I might be asked to help again.

Intern-type person: "Well, I'm just gonna use the other machine." Walking off. Away from now fully jammed and likely very pissed off copier.

Me: Considering whether to chase her down and remind her that none of US want to talk down the angry machine. Remember I'm too sore from yoga to chase anyone and then certainly to do anything with them once caught. Decide to let her live to jam another machine.

Happy freaking Tuesday, world.