So I was at school and me and my friend (Luna Moriarty) were trying to print some things off. The printer was being a doofus. We had to kind of open random things and experiment. We nearly had to call the techy guys (technicians). We kinda sorted it. We got our stuff printed but I don't think it worked for the rest of the day... Anyway while we were bashing it a bit I imagined Sherlock trying to do what we were doing with hilarious consequences. Me and my friend went into hysterics so I decided to write it. But yeah this is from firsthand experience.
The Printer
Sherlock had been standing looking at the problem for about 10 minutes now. The problem being the printer. He whacked it.
"For gods sakes." He muttered. The instructions were next to them but he 'hadn't seen them'.
"What do you want me to do?" He started opening all the flaps and pushing buttons.
"Stupid thing." He read the screen on top of the printer. It said 'Paper Jam. Push A." Sherlock looked even more perplexed.
"A? What the hell is A? More importantly where is it?" He started pushing every button he could see.
"Why do I need to print anything anyway? Waste of time. Why couldn't John do it? He told me to print this off." When at last Sherlock found A he opened up the printer.
"Now what?" He read the screen again. It still said paper jam but it also said to close the left flap.
"What on Earth is the left flap? There are no open flaps! How can there be a paper jam? There's no paper!" Presently John came back from wherever he had been.
"You can sort this out John."
"What am I sorting out?"
"The printer!"
"How hard is it to print off a word document?"
"You told me to print it."
"I obviously didn't realise how hard it was." John rolled his eyes and opened the door to sort it out.
"What's wrong with it?"
"Paper jam...apparently." John walked past towards the kitchen. On the way he pressed a button on top of the printer.
"Simple." Sherlock stared at the button.
"I was going to try that before you came back."
"Sure do we have any tea?"