Fax Me Up, Scotty

(A middle-aged woman rushes in and hands me a sheet of paper.)

Customer: “Can you fax this page to [number] for me?”

Me: “No problem!”

Customer: “I’m just going to run next door for a coffee and be right back.”

Me: “Sure.”

(The customer returns after ten minutes.)

Customer: “You didn’t fax it yet?!”

Me: “Yes, I did actually. It went through fine.”

Customer: “No, you didn’t! I can see my paper laying right there!”