Thursday, June 30, 2011

Computer Repair

I was working in a small office.  Everything was white, the walls and floor.  I was working with a group of men who were trying to repair a computer.  We had been working  on it for a long time and eventually got everything going.  I called somebody to tell them I would be late coming home.  As I was walking out the door somebody said the printer was broken also.  They pushed a button and a continuous flow of paper came shooting out.  I remember thinking the clutch was stuck.  Just then somebody walked in to fix the printer and they had a large grip full of tools.  I could go home then.

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