xp_logs | Doug and Marie-Ange... (Reply)

Scene: Midafternoon. Marie-Ange is in the art room, scowling at one of the printers.

Marie-Ange:"Lettre De Charge de PC ? Que la BAISE est-elle lettre de charge de PC ? Morceau stupide de merde électronique damnée de singe!" can be heard -loudly- in the hallway.
Marie-Ange: translation: PC Load Letter? What the FUCK is PC Load Letter? Stupid piece of damned electronic monkey shit.

Doug: Doug is walking down the hall, looking for the music room, and generally trying to figure out where everything is, so he knows how to find places when fall term starts.

Marie-Ange: "Travail, vous imprimeur stupide. Chose sourde-muette. Tout que je veux est une page. UN ! PAGE !"
Marie-Ange: ((OOC translation) Work, you stupid printer. Dumb thing. All I want is one page. ONE! PAGE!

Doug: Doug hears Marie-Ange swearing, and stops short, looking confused.

Marie-Ange: * a dull thudding, like someone hitting plastic can be heard from inside the art room, along with more irritated shouting* "Je vous déteste. Vous êtes un morceau mauvais stupide de merde. Juste donnez-moi ma page !"
Marie-Ange: ((OOC Translation)) I hate you. You are a stupid evil piece of shit. Just give me my page!

Marie-Ange: **The door to the art room opens suddenly, and Marie-Ange stalks out with sketchpad in her arms, and a frustrated scowl on her face*

Doug: *Doug jumps, startled.*

Marie-Ange: "Oh. Doug. Je suis désolé" she pauses. "I am sorry. The printer is frustrating me a great deal."

Doug: "I...overheard. I think they might have heard you in the dorm wing. What's wrong with it?"

Marie-Ange: "I do not know. It says "PC Load Letter". I do not know what that means, and the book for the printer is confusing."
Marie-Ange: She frowns. "I was not that loud, was I?"

Doug: "Well, I exaggerate a little bit. But I definitely heard you down the hallway."
Doug: *moves into the art room* "Maybe I can help."

Marie-Ange: "You do not mind? I .. am not so good with computers when they break. And I am sorry about the loudness. I was a little crude... "

Doug: *looks at computer, trying to concentrate on technical difficulties so as not to go incoherent due to pretty girl* "No, I don't mind. I'm pretty good with computers. And it's not anything I haven't heard before. You should hear my dad when the computer won't do what he wants."

Marie-Ange: "I am sorry. I .. try not to swear very much, but I think that computers are designed to make people mad sometimes. They make no sense."

Doug: "Oh, I know what you mean. I think people who don't believe that computers have minds of their own has never really tried to get something they need out of one."

Marie-Ange: "I have heard Kitty yelling at her computer. To be honest. I think she used more swearwords than I did. But then Mister Summers yelled at her for swearing in front of Artie and 'Yana."

Doug: *looks at readout* "PC Load Letter? That's...weird. And kind of funny."

Marie-Ange: "It is funny? Is this a computer joke on me?" *peers over Doug's shoulder.* "Did I break it?"
Marie-Ange: *muttering* Je pense qu'il me déteste. Je pense vraiment qu'il me déteste.
Marie-Ange: (("I think it hates me.I really think it hates me."))

Doug: "Well, it's not really a joke on you. It's a joke you probably wouldn't get unless you've seen a movie called Office Space."

Marie-Ange: "Oh. I have not seen that. We got some American movies in Lyons, but not all of them. Only the ones that were very popular."

Doug: "It's a bit older, also. It's about these people that work in an office building, and there's a big part about this fax machine that won't work. It keeps saying 'PC Load Letter', and none of them can figure out how to fix it, or what it means."

Marie-Ange: "But.. what does it mean?"

Doug: "Well, the real joke is the solution that these guys use. But I think the teachers would kind of frown on that."

Marie-Ange: "Oh? Do they throw it out a window? Because that is what I would like to do. This printer hates me."

Doug: "Well. Kind of. They take it out into a field with a baseball bat, and demolish it while playing rap music."

Marie-Ange: Marie-Ange blinks a few times and then doubles over giggling. "They would not approve. But I very much want to do that! Maybe without the rap music though."

Doug: "Well, that could be fun, but it's really not necessary. What the problem actually is..." *pulls out a couple drawers, rummaging around*

Marie-Ange: *steps back, watching*

Doug: *finds the paper stock, opens the tray, places it in, and shuts with a flourish* "...is that it's out of paper."

Marie-Ange: "Merde. That is very, very stupid. Très stupide. Stupide supplémentaire."
Marie-Ange: *scowls more* "And now I feel very dumb for not knowing it."

Doug: "Hey, don't worry about it." *touches Marie-Ange gently on the shoulder* "Happens to everyone at some point."

Marie-Ange: "Yes, but not everyone swears for ten minutes at the computer just for missing paper."

Doug: "At least you don't think the CD-ROM drive is a cupholder." *grins* "People do amazingly stupid things to computers. Not realizing the printer is out of paper doesn't even make the top ten."

Marie-Ange: *smiles* "Kitty told me that the CD-Rom cupholder story is a joke."

Doug: "It might be. But I believe that there are people out there stupid enough to do it. Never underestimate the power of human stupidity."
Doug: *abruptly realizes his hand is still on Marie-Ange's shoulder and pulls it back, blushing*

Marie-Ange: "I think a lot of people's stupid is because the computers talk in other languages. If it had said "Out of paper" I would not have yelled at it."

Doug: "Well, I guess I just happen to speak computer a bit."

Marie-Ange: *smiles* "It is good that you do, because I would have made the air blue yelling at the computer."
Marie-Ange: *looks over at computer* "Doug? Do you think you can maybe also make the scanner work too? I tried to scan a picture I drew and it worked but it made the picture too dark and .. if its not a big problem, I mean. If you are busy I can ask Kitty."

Doug: *peers at scanner* "Oh, it's no problem at all. I'm happy to help."
Doug: *sits down in chair* "I don't think the problem is in the scanner, I think it's in the graphics program."

Marie-Ange: "Oh. I do not understand _that_ either. I think it is a language problem though. I am used to the one at home, and that is in French.."

Doug: *nods and navigates around the program* "Ah. Here it is. Someone turned the contrast and brightness way up to the end of the scale." *clicks a few times* "You probably want it more in the middle here. Try it now?"

Marie-Ange: "Oh. That makes sense." *shakes head* "I should have known that." *walks over to scanner and puts the sketchpad in*

Doug: "Like you said, it may just be that you were used to everything being in French."

Marie-Ange: *looks at the scanned image, which is much better, and claps her hands excitedly* "Oh, you are a saint, Doug. I owe you so much for this. A picture, crepes, anything you like. You are like a wizard with the computer."

Doug: *blushes* "Really. It's not that big a deal. I was happy to help. You don't owe me anything. Good luck with the rest of it." *waves slightly, and wanders out, leaving Marie-Ange to continue her work with the computer*