A Printing Romance

Let me tell you a story about a little printing romance. I’m an office administrator, and my job involves a lot of standing around at the printer and copy machine, waiting as copies of meeting agendas and reports run themselves off. It’s boring work, but the best thing about it is, it brought me love. Why? People tend to feel sorry for you when they see you standing around at the copy machine, so they stop to talk. One very nice colleague (a handsome young man, I should add), in particular, used to stop and talk to me a lot. Our conversations started off lighthearted – we talked about the weather, about the latest child star gone bad, and about the best and cheapest places in the neighborhood to buy lunch. Soon, we started to talk about more, and we’d have to take our conversations away from the copy machine. And what do you know: we started dating, and then a year later, he proposed. It was a true copy machines romance.