Home printing is all very fine and dandy but I don’t know about you, but in my gaff, there is a snag with space. So, my laptop travels with my lap, from the sofa to the kitchen to the bedroom. But there is just one problem, my printer likes to stay fixed to the spot. Then I came up with this fix.
You see, my computer looks pretty – it’s enough to make you say ‘corr!’ I leave it in the kitchen, and it looks good. Guests come around, and it’s all part of the aesthetics. In fact, it is pretty feng shui.
And then you need to print a document. The cool evaporates – this great big clunky thing, churning out – what’s it called again? Oh yes, that’s right, paper – how very un-digital.
It is just that sometimes you have to.
The digital world is neat – digital space is no space, but we all get rather a lot of stuff thrown at us – you know, digital stuff – emails, app updates, messages – our homes may be empty of office things, but our electronic desktops are as cluttered as an untidy office before there were computers.
And it’s a struggle – how do you differentiate the spam from the important – how do you file away all those ideas?
That’s why paper can go down a treat – it stands out – especially if it’s in colour.
But there is still this clutter problem with home printing – forget about the small office home office, or SOHO – I like my computer to be where I am, not the other way around. But small office printing, or home office printing, or whatever you want to call it, is not like that. A home printer is many things, but mobile it is not.
My smart phone fits in my pocket, my office printer does not.
And then I discovered the joys of infrared printing. The computer moves with me, the printer stays where it is.
But here is the snag, where did I leave the printer?
“Dear Sir” I wrote, and then I completed my masterpiece, in full colour. My next step was to press print, put the resulting piece of paper craftsmanship in one of those paper bags they call envelopes, affix an adhesive image of the Queen and stick it in one of those red box things.
I heard nothing, I saw nothing.
I looked in the kitchen, I looked in the lounge, the bedroom – “have we been tidying again” I asked my wife. “We have not been tidying,” she replied pointedly.
“But where is my printed piece of genius” I asked?
“Have you tried the broom cupboard” she replied?
And there I found it: my home printing world, my small office printing gem, with the brooms and dusters – I guess that’s what you have to do for digital feng shui.