Anyhoo, where am I today? Sitting beside an overheating FAX machine
One of my customers has, I suspect, had a right barney with his secretary and sacked her
. As a consequence, and because he can't use a 'pooter
, he's writing everything down on pieces of paper and shoving them in the Fax machine. I've had about 20 pages of scribble in the last hour
At this rate I'm going to have to dig out the manual to recall how you reload ink and will probably run out of paper by lunchtime