It was during his lunch break that Kid was first notified, by a series of obnoxiously loud noises, that the ancient fax machine in the back corner of the room was still plugged in, and fully functional. It would be a lie to say that the loud screech of the ink hitting the paper didn't come as a shock. In fact, the loud beep had startled him so much he'd lost his grip on the plush office chair and unceremoniously slipped onto the floor with a loud thwack, taking his long-awaited lunch, a bowl of potato salad, with him.
The commotion caused his secretary, Liz to come running from the desk she was posted at. Her abrupt intrusion into the room was followed by a spur of uncontrollable giggles (with a few snorts mixed in). Kid lay sprawled across the floor like some sort of dead animal. His legs were a tangled mess, once caught in the arm of the fallen chair whilst his head was buried in an avalanche of fallen folders and multi-coloured sticky notes. To top it all off, the potato salad had plummeted onto the backside of his expensive suit pants, the one place where no man should have potato salad.
It was only after Liz had helped him to his feet, given him a peck on the cheek and gone to fetch him a coffee that Kid finally checked the mechanical menace. A somewhat shocked and amused look came to his face when he saw the message scrawled onto the paper. Liz's handwriting proclaimed that she was 'Just testing the fax machine' with a happy face scrawled next to it. How lovely.