I had a horrible experience with a printer today. Just not a very pleasant man, and not a very pleasant process. This is shocking because in the past maybe five years since Peace Centre stopped their printing services, I’ve not had a rude printer that only wanted to print things his way. Today was a very rude throwback to the times when as a student I would get told off for not doing a file correctly. The hardest part to swallow was the “incorrect way” was based on the printer’s own direction. It was really really frustrating.
There were so many ways I know how to tell him exactly what to do, like I did the first time I printed with him, that resulted in a good print. But instead I had swapped to his preference of how to align a printwork. And the file just didn’t turn out right at all.
I was really peeved at the moment, and honestly, stressed up enough that I wanted to cry. As an adult to cry, I feel I reserve for people dying, or very dire moments where there is no hope. I felt helpless for real at that moment. It was frustrating, and my feelings were really all over the place. Thankfully down the road, the printers were great, and I sorted out my prints well.
It’s not hard to know which printer I am going to be. I want to be the nice guy printer.
It’s not hard to also know that my pricing is too student friendly, and I would keep it that way. But a huge part of me felt the pains of having to deal with the prick of a printer today, that I want to help people print as a whole.
But my main job is not as a printer. But that’s literally how frustrated I felt today, that I wanted to just print so that I could do a better job than the printer I was at today.
I want to be a better person.
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