the longest 15 minutes of my day, or "wow, k's media services people are useless"

Oh for fuck's sake --

$30,000 a year and it takes me 15 minutes to find someone who knows how to load a fucking printer?

Me: The printer on the second floor is out of paper. It said to come here if that was the case. Could I just get some paper to put in it?
Help desk: Isn't there a computing assistant up there?
Me: Didn't see one. Even if there was... still no paper.
Help desk: Well, we have to find a computing assistant... *starts paging people*
Me: I know how to load a printer, if you just give me paper.
Help desk: *ignores me, spends about 5 minutes trying to page someone, fails, calls someone at Media Services across the hall. I can hear both of them conversing. A long conversation occurs about whether there is anyone currently there who knows how to load paper into a printer and how the tray might be locked (THERE IS NO PLACE FOR A LOCK ON IT) and what do we do OMG. At the end of this...*
Media services: Can you send that girl by your desk over and we'll--
Me: *hears this, walks over*
Media services: I don't know, we have to find some paper, and someone to send up, and the trays might be locked, and...
Me: The trays aren't locked. I opened them to see if there was any paper in the other one before I came and asked.
Media services: *still digging* Maybe there's paper up there...
Me: There's not. I also looked for that before coming down here.
Media services: Well we have to find someone who can load it... *scuttles off to a back room*
Me: *to her receding back* I KNOW HOW TO LOAD A PRINTER.

Finally she came out with a ream of paper and some guy, sending him off with a "hopefully you can figure this out! if not, call down and I'll come try!"

We walked upstairs and loaded the printer like normal human beings.

OH MY GOD SO UNNECESSARY, THOUGH.


And now to go meet the people who are in my directing scene AAAAAAAAAGH