So once again I head to the copier this week to find the warning light blinking indicating it's completely out of paper. There are several of these monsters planted on many areas of the floor, these are the one's that do everything for you, fax, copy, staple, scan, yada yada, it just so happens to be that this one is closest to me. I always wanted to catch the person one day to find out who's so damn lazy that they can't refill the machine with stacks of paper right next to it that are ready for loading. Finally after reloading all the internal shelves I realized that it has a memory so whatever was in there last is retained till the paper is reloaded so it can continue copying where it left off. As the copies came out I found their name on the documents and wasn't surprised one bit to know who it was. So I took the documents to their desk with a entire 50 pound box of wrapped paper, and set it down on their desk with a note, "Here's a little reminder of why the light was blinking, have a nice day!"