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David Hayward recalls the cacophony of the print room
Back in the mid-nineties, I remember sitting in the IT Support office of a college when the Director of All Things (I can't recall his exact title, sorry) burst through the door and demanded we set up in a separate room, away from his offices and placed in the furthermost corner of the building. The reason: dot matrix printers.
It wasn't just one printer causing the poor bloke a headache - we had something like a dozen dot matrix printers of varying sizes, speeds and volume levels almost continually spitting out rainforest sized reams of tractor fed continuous paper. Admittedly, the resulting din was pretty spectacular; you had to shout to be able to be heard above it.
Thus, a print room was created and we bravely manhandled the hundredweight of printers down the corridor to their new home. That would have been the end of this tale, except for the fact that, amusingly, you could...