In business school, there's a lot of reading. I don't mean law school amounts, but its pretty substantial. As much as I love the peecee, I'm not one for reading 30 page pdfs on a laptop screen. So I print. This, as you may imagine, turns into a lot of printing and in turn, time, paper, and ink. So much so, that when I recently found a really good deal on a laser printer, I told myself it was worth it. And it definitely has been - I haven't bought ink in months.

So why am I writing a post about this? It's because of the nightly techno club that I host in my living room. You see, the mighty printer that it is, it seems to tax the circuit pretty heavily. So, in addition to the charming sounds of the printer gurgling up my professors' manuscripts, my lamps like to play backup by flickering to its beat. Since I can't do anything about it, I like to add to this joyous experience by punctuating the symphony with my beloved Tivo noises. My neighbors must think I have some sort of tribal ritual every night involving unmentionable sacrifices.

It finally occurred to me tonight that I could try plugging the lamp into a different socket. But that would just ruin all the fun, wouldn't it?


Taylor said...

You are a complete and utter dork.

I love it.

Amber said...

Ha! Hilarious! That must be one serious laser printer. :)

PeeKay said...

can you totally film this and you tube it. i think i hear donald saying "YOU'RE FIRED"... graduation looms woman!

sangeet said...

Thanks all. Sadly, the only filming apparatus I have is my lowly digital camera, whose nausea-inducing videos I would not dare to inflict upon the newest addition to the Google family. You'll just have to trust me on this one. It's bad. :)

sangeet said...

Update: Turns out I never noticed, but ALL the lights in my apt flicker. Which means that it doesn't do me a lick of good to plug my lamp into another socket. Woohoo, here comes another disco night!