1. Saturday morning, we figured our printer was not working. The lights were blinking, all of them. So I thought maybe the toners were out and they need replacements. After all, it had been a while already.
2. Even with the new toners, the lights were still blinking. Sunday noon, I was still trying to figure out how to trouble-shoot the printer. Eventually, I opened it up and found a piece of small paper stucked inside. It was not teared from the normal size paper, but rather a perfect but small size paper. Who put it?
3. I took it out and tried to troubleshoot it again, but the lights were still blinking. After Isyak's prayer, I was using a torchlight to figure out what went wrong. I almost gave up, then I found a rubber-band, hair rubber band, stucked in between the gears and rollers. With great difficulties, I removed it out. Then she came and said,
'I am sorry, I climbed the chair and tried to use that printer. Then it broke...'
Pftt...Aisyah, I could have spent the time to iron my shirts or enjoy my weekends by watching movies, but instead I spent the time for this puzzle.
"Biarla, budak nak besar", said my wife.
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