FULL CIRCLE

The sleek packaging and shipping label took me back; like a Christmas present from a long lost relative when I was ten. I spotted the technician across the room and I asked: “when will she be ready?” With a broken New York accent and flick of his head in the direction of the photocopier, he said “the toner goes in later this afternoon.” Right then I knew it was too good to be true; the two of us would be an item once again. You see this is no cheap laser toner were talking about here, its top of line, because only the best for my girl will do. Right now I need to go back to my desk, but I would be back to check on her, and make sure everything was square; because she had a job to do.
On Monday I returned to the office, my mind was filled with excitement of seeing her once again. As I rounded the corner my heart began to pound with anticipation; like receiving a big bag of my favorite candy at Halloween. I scanned the room but there was no sign of the package, I scanned the room again in hopes that I was mistaken, but I wasn’t, the laser printer toner was missing. I looked for evidence at the scene of the crime. I discovered the discarded package in the wastebasket, open, empty and filled with air. I asked myself who could do such a thing? I decided I would interview witnesses, to discover the perpetrator and find out where the Hewlett Packard toner had gone. I tracked down the technician; he was having coffee in the break room. I asked him if she was alright. He said it was fine and now I knew things were back to normal for her. I left her in the copy room, on stand by, waiting to produce the best photocopies for me, whenever I need them.

Article by William Whitmire