Last week was Black Friday and I had a main goal in mind: to purchase a printer. Previously in life I had more access to the mass producing of ink covered sheets of paper, but as of late I have mourned the loss of easy access to such an invention. SO the logical conclusion is to buy myself a printer. Yes.
I had no idea what I wanted. Ok, that’s not true. I knew that I wanted a crazy good deal. I knew I wanted something small to fit at my place (commonly referred to as my uptown apartment). I knew I wanted something that didn’t require a lot of hassle with endless ink cartridges that needed to be refilled. This is a printer and not a puppy. I wanted something low maintenance. But other than that I didn’t really have any preference. As long as it works.
The journey to obtaining a printer began with brainstorming where I would want to go shopping. Then I researched the ad from the store where I planned to go. I had a couple different models in mind as I headed to the store on Friday morning.
Looking at the top three printer choices, I found the one that would fit me the best. The one that seemed to be calling my name. The one that would meet all the needs I could think up while standing in an office supply store.
THEN there was the assembly. The printer sat nicely on my table for about three and a half days. Then I endeavored to remove the unit from its tight packaging, slid off the orange slips of tape, and connected all the pieces. Power Cord. Ink cartridge. Paper. My computer.
Yes, the assembly was complete. About ten minutes later, my compy recognized the software and I was all set. Then came the printing of my homework. Success.