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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

I killed my shredder

Last night while disposing of old checks to an account I closed I killed my shredder. It made the most horrible noise, a cross between bad brakes and a lion roar and wouldn't go any more. That shredder had been with me for over two years. It faithfully ate everything I fed it and happily growled for more. I killed it by over feeding it.
Now it sits in the trash can to be recycled. It was a good and faithful friend who destroyed my mistakes and obliterated my junk mail.
It will be missed.

3 comments:

  1. May it rest in peace in the Summerland of Office Supplies.

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  2. Maybe I'll get an industrial one for Yule. Then I could shred EVERYTHING! That would be great!

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