I wear big girl underpants

I've decided that those plastic children's toys/work stations designed for ages 1-5 -- y'know the really irritating ones where the kid puts a colored plastic block through a hole and/or presses some large illustrated button and/or turns a little crank and tinny music and delight ensue? -- are excellent training for setting up a HP C7280 All-in-One Printer, Scanner, Fax machine.  You go through all these steps pressing various beep-and-chirp-inducing buttons.  You actually load separate little brightly-colored ink cartridges in their matching brightly-colored docks.  Then, when the contraption refuses to do what you think it should (like, print shit) you throw a tantrum and march down the hall, hit a colleague, and steal his toy.