I found out last week that the photocopier at work is gay. In retrospect I should have realised, but when you work with a piece of office equipment for so long, you think you know everything about it. All the clues were there. Like the way it only prints copied documents in pink, even though it's not a colour copier. Also, when one of the girls tried to photocopy her bottom at the office party, she received an electric shock. It wasn't enough to hurt her, because it's not a nasty or vindictive copier, it just would have preferred a man's bottom pressed against it's glass. Or to be more precise, my man's bottom. Yes, I found out today that the photocopier fancies me. So, trying not to hurt it's feelings (or it's delicate circuitry), I told the copier that although I respect it's choice of sexuality, I am in fact completly hetrosexual, and therefore our relationship must remain platonic. I think it understood, but since it's just a piece of light-sensitive office equipment, I'll probably never know. Then someone told me that the fax machine is a lesbian, but that's just silly. Anyway, since my guestbook link is still refusing to work (bloody HTML), you'll just have to use my notes instead. Notes Guestbook | 