I feel like I need to hug a tree. Maybe two.
Thankfully I don't walk pass many trees on my way home. I'm afraid of what they would do to me.
For anybody who knows me, I'm always advocating recycling. I refuse to throw away a piece of paper until I have scribbled extensively on both sides.
"Think about the trees!" I would exclaim to friends who mindlessly waste paper.
I have just singlehandedly killed a whole forest. Well, maybe not a whole forest, but whatever number of trees it takes to produce 400 sheets of paper.
In light of the business meeting we have at the end of the month, I have to produce a daily newsletter. I was printing out the template for the newsletter today. I checked and double-checked to make sure that everything was ok before I hit "print 400 copies".
At the end of the 400th copy, I pick up a piece and staring right at me was "Wednesday August 3 2005".
It should have been "Wednesday August 31 2005".
All 400 copies are now rendered useless as I would need to reprint ones with the correct date on them.
My heart hurts so bad it's not funny. I feel terrible...
Where's that tree?