I believe I have a virtue. At least one. It’s name is PATIENCE . . . at least I thought I had it.
But today, after 4 hours of wrangling with my printer to get it to take new, refillable, non-Epson-brand cartridges and it still won’t print the black despite every software and physical solution I could devise, perhaps it’s not exactly true . . . that I’m patient . . . although I had several thousand high school and junior high school students in English class and we all survived well enough.
Frankly, it would be cheaper to buy a new printer than to spend all this time on it and still be frustrated.
Maybe it’s age. Maybe it’s the incessant rain. But patience isn’t my long suit today. I believe that makes me virtue-less . . . except I haven’t yet thrown the printer out into the rain and the slugs.
I wonder if slugs can digest useless plastic? They’re pretty good at devouring other detritus.
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I share your frustration with ink-jet printers. Epson (or Hewlett-Packard for that matter) does not WANT you to use third party cartridges that can be refilled. Neither does Hewlett-Packard, the manufacturer of both of my printers, who put chips in their cartridges so you MUST buy their overpriced ink. I’ve easily spent 15 times the price of the printers themselves on their ink cartridges.
Actually, I got it to work the next morning. I emailed the small company from which I had bought the ink and they gave me a protocol to try. I just added more ink to the cartridges that arrived which were supposed to be about 1/3 to 1/2 full. I had to load and unload the new cartridges several times to get the machine to recognize them, but once it did we were good to go. I figured out that I bought $800+ worth of ink refills (Costco price) for $62 delivered to my door.
My frustration had more to do with the fact that I left June 9 for So CA. I was in LA for 5 days and now points south for a while. I was trying to wrap up some business printing (and maps, etc) before I left.
As for the slugs. It has been a very rainy, cloudy late spring. The grass is way out of control and crawling with them. I haven’t been able to keep up with it. Fortunately, the young man who lives on my property in my son’s dwelling has access to a heavy-duty weed-whacker. He’s already done it once. I’ve mowed a couple of times and it will have to be whacked again. Once the dry season arrives, maintenance gets easier.
It’s actually a very smart business strategy to manufacture something that has to be renewed, bought over and over again. Selling a knitting book and teaching knitting classes do not qualify as so smart.
Get on it, Lady! There must be a way of making self-destructing books! Oh, right – people don’t read physical media any more.