Tuesday, September 15, 2015
But there was a problem. The box was leaking toner and I was concerned that the everything inside might be covered in toner. Plus, the toner that came with it was likely damaged or defective. So I contacted the company (through Amazon) and told them. They were very responsive and emailed out a return shipping label and, even before I sent the damaged unit back, sent me another printer.
So I'm sitting here and I'm worrying. I'm worrying that the same thing may happen again. Why? I don't know. I'm a worry wart. If there's something to worry about, I'm going to worry about it. It drives me nuts, to be honest. I've learned to control it (to a point) but I still worry.
For example (and I have gotten better about this), if I can't get a hold of someone, I worry. "They're dead." "They hate me." "They're on the roadside dying after a car accident."
This is probably from having too active an imagination. Well, maybe not "too active" because I need an imagination to write. But it sure drives me nuts sometime.
I try to tell myself I'm worried over nothing.
But tell that to my over-active OCD, ADD, bi-polar brain.
Now I'm worried you won't leave a comment.
UPDATE: The printer arrived safe and works great.