As I suspect is the case at a lot of places, our office printer goes on the fritz from time to time. This morning was one such occasion, but a few minutes ago, the departmental administrative assistant informed us that it the machine was back up.
I sent her a reply saying that I’d soon see to that, and found a hammer I use to hang stuff around the office and such. I walked into the hallway to finish the joke, just as class was letting out.
Now, I’m a big guy, and I would think I’m kind of hard to miss. Still, in the 25 or so feet between my door and the departmental office, three kids nearly plowed into me because they were immersed in their phones.
When I got to the departmental office, I brandished the hammer and said “So I hear there’s a copier that’s unexpectedly working?” And we got a good laugh.
Maybe it’s the stuff I read and write, but as I stood there, it occurred to me how much damage I could have done with that hammer to people who literally would never have seen it coming. That’s the kind of stuff that that makes me think we should wrap the campus buildings in wire and turn them into giant Faraday cages.