Good lunch, bad copier

You know how things are going along really great? You have a fantabulous lunch with friends that qualifies as work, so you don't feel guilty for pulling out the corporate card, and being away from the office for 2 1/2 hours, and then you come back to a meeting, which isn't even a bad meeting, but everyone's feeling a little blah, and then, and THEN...

The copier refuses to behave?

And you find yourself cursing out inanimate objects, and people start avoiding you, and apologizing before they speak to you, because they fear you?

Yeah, it's THAT kind of day.