Someone Needs To Tone It Down

(I am a student teacher at a high school. A man I have dubbed “Lord of the Copy Room” is a pretty grumpy guy who has specific ways that “his” copy machines should be used. Unbeknownst to me, this particular machine is only for jobs up to thirty copies.)

Me: *makes thirty-five copies*

Him: “Excuse me! How many copies did you just make?!”

Me: “Uh, um, a class set, so thirty-five copies.”

Him: *taps the machine* “That copier is for thirty copies and below! Don’t you know that?!”

Me: “No, I’m sorry. I’ll use the other one.”

Him: “It’s all right. I can tell you’re new. Just remember! Copies make the world go round! Don’t you love the smell of toner?!” *scampers off*