I regularly purchase my printer ink at Costco. Yesterday, I stopped there to do little shopping. Knowing my printer cartridges are on the verge of winking out, I blasted down the aisle where ink cartridges are found.
I walked the aisle twice but
failed, both times, to spot my required cartridge type on display.
As luck would have it, two
Costco employees were nearby—busily screwing up the store.
Okay, before I go on, I need to
explain the “screwing up the store” thing.
That’s what I call it when store employees move stuff to a new location
in the store so I can no longer find it.
And that is exactly what these two fellas were doing.
Anyhoo…I asked about the ink
cartridges.
“Can’t get ‘em,” says the 7-foot-tall
employee. They are having trouble making
them. The ink isn’t the problem. It’s the chips they use.”
“Huh. Weird.
Thanks,” I said. I plodded off to
the wine aisle.
The Covid thing has created
some strange shortages. Toilet paper. Are
you kidding? Cleaning supplies. Canning Jars.
And now, the little wafer
brains needed for commanding my printer’s ink cartridges.
— Mitchell Hegman
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