Tech Support for Zorro

I got to my desk at a client’s where I do some technical support work. Sitting on my chair was a streaky colored printout of a report, completely illegible in a wide stripe down the center of the page. A penned note at the bottom said, “Scott, This is what I got from the printer.” Below the message was a signature – a zig-zag sort of pattern.

My word, I thought, I’ve been contacted by Zorro! Who else would leave such a cryptic signature? Possibly a doctor, but I don’t work in a medical facility, so then Zorro it must be! Now what of this example printout? Zorro would not have need of such a device. It must be a message. I was to meet him by the color printer. Should I bring a sword? Zorro has a sword. I should take a sword. Held up for a definitive lack of swords in a marketing and communications building, I settled for a makeshift 3-foot sabre of dry-erase markers connected end to end. With the cap off the last one, I might get close enough to stun my enemies olfactory senses. Wait-a-minute! Zorro has a mask and cape too… Surely, if he called upon me, he knew of my prowess and resourcefulness. Several floppy disks stripped of their plastic shells and secured with a tie of CAT 5 cable made short work of my mask. As I was unrolling a man-sized length of bubble-wrap (a most new-age cape also providing insulation from enemy blows) my boss walked by the door to my office.

“You get my note?”

My job is really boring sometimes.