His cousin laughed. “Hack? No. But listen—go check your printer’s estimated page count. When did you last change the 88?”
He rummaged through his desk drawer. Spare paper? Yes. Spare black ink? No. The only cartridge he found was a dusty standard-yield (the smaller one, rated for about 500 pages). He’d burned through two of those last month alone, and the cost was bleeding him dry.
Two weeks later, Arjun landed the Mercer account. On his desk now sits a new rule: Always buy the 88D0. He even labels it with a marker: