Saturday night was a long one for me.
In preparation for a monthly sporting event for about 80 people, my task was to print the score sheets for the match. Since I have been doing this every month for some time, I’ve tried different methods of getting the participant data pre-printed on the score sheet. I like to make things as easy as possible at check-in without everyone having to write down info they’ve already given us!!!
This month, I decided to try something a little different.
I didn’t like the way the software printed the score sheets, and I wanted more information to be printed on them. So, I tweaked the format of the form and added more info. Everything would print at one time.
It was simple enough in theory. Things were all set to go. I just had to wait until late in the evening to get the final report, export the participant data onto the score sheet, and print. Easy.
And so it was, I procrastinated. About an hour before I wanted to go to bed, I settled down to do this last step. Had a few layout issues to content with, but otherwise it was no big deal…. merged the document…. every thing looked great.
Sent a sample page to the printer for final review…..
What is going on?
I tried sending other pages. Nothing again.
I tried canceling print jobs listed in the queue. They wouldn’t die, and they wouldn’t print. UGH!
At this time, I contacted my 24-hour IT department: my husband.
He tinkered in hidden places on my computer and managed to clear and reset everything. Afterward, I would be able to print okay for a little while, and then the whole process would start all over. It was very maddening.
To further complicate things, apparently I need a new toner cartridge in my laser printer. That lovely orange light started flashing about halfway through the ordeal. Panic attack anyone?
Hubby ended up finishing them on his laser printer. Thank goodness for home offices!
Whew. Finally. All done. No stress. Time for bed. I can function on 3 hours of sleep, right?
I set my alarm for 6am. This would allow time to become sufficiently caffeinated, showered and presentable enough to leave at 7:15am.
But I had trouble falling asleep. I was so wired from all the drama. My head kept agonizing over the stupid print queue dysfunction.
So I drifted into a bizzare dream. It consisted of things that I don’t remember now, but it mainly involved the urgent need to push a button to continue a print job whenever an alarm would sound. It was kinda like the TV show Lost – having to push a button to reset a timer and thus prevent a calamity.
At 7am, I woke up to my alarm, only to realize that I had been pushing the snooze button every 10 minutes…. for the last hour. OMG! I have to leave in 15 minutes!!!!
Good thing I had everything ready to go!! I managed to get the score sheets to the match and was only a few minutes late. And so began a very discombobulated kind of day. Just strange all around.
But at least I saved the world.