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December 12, 2004
Kink oh's
I am going to kinkos! Oh libby you'll love kinkos, everybody says.
So I go to kinkos. In fullerton. They are open 24 hours. Must be a cool place. I walk in and go to the desk. I am thinking, ok, I've never done the whole kinkos thing, so I'll ask. I tell the guy I need to make some color print-outs. Is there a way to do it myself? What size? Big. It's $10/square foot. Um, no.
So I look at the measurements I have, say that two 11 x 17's will work for the box. how do I do it myself? Oh, he says, I failed to mention our color printers aren't working today.
So I had just spent 15 minutes explaining what I needed to a guy who didn't tell me from the start he couldn't help me. AHHHH!
Where's the nearest kinkos, I say. Brea.
I go to Brea. The first guy I go to is kind of spastic. I think maybe he has a mental disorder. He doesn't know a thing about computers. Their version of illustrator is too old. I try opening it in acrobat, it works, but it's pretty hard to see on the 10 year old flickering tube screen giving me a migraine. I miss the 27 inch flat screens in the lab, I think to myself. Now what. Go ask alex, he can help. Alex puts me at a different computer. A mac, i can handle this. He leaves and says he'll be back in a minute. A minute takes 25. I stand up and walk to the desk. He meets me there, oh, sorry It slipped my mind, i forgot I was helping you. no joke, this guy is too preoccupied taking some chick's passport picture he cant remember he is working. He finally helps me. It works. I nice girl takes my credit card. I hate kinkos.
-Lib
Posted by libbystokes at December 12, 2004 07:13 PM