Gnomon Copy

Not a great experience. The guy working there was grumpy and had no idea what he was doing. I try to be as charming as possible when I go into places like this, but I was met with big sighs and eye rolls.
I sent him a color file; I wanted it enlarged, printed, and laminated. He had no idea how to increase the size of the file, and to be honest the color was terrible! It bled and was on paper that was lower than the library printers at my school.
The worst part was that I felt like I was a huge inconvenience for him, even though he wasn’t doing a thing when I went in. I felt stupid and ashamed.
I hate to say this, but next time I’m going to Kinko’s.

Just got some cards printed and trimmed, and I’m content with them. The print quality isn’t stellar (some dithering) and the cut edge isn’t the cleanest BUT these are just proofs anyway. You get what you pay for, and these were printed very quickly and cheaply. The man who helped me, Nate, was wonderful though! Extremely friendly and helpful. I’ll definitely be back the next time I need copies or proofs made. Thanks Nate!

I went on Wednesday at 145 and they were closed. Thursday, I went back at 1pm, and stood, bewildered, in front of a sign that said on July 15 they would be closing at 2. Well, at 1pm they were already closed. Plus, according to that same sign they are not open on Friday, either. Thanks for wasting a whole bunch of my time and preventing me from picking up the overpriced course pack I need for this weekend.

It was a bad experience, really.
I have a little, thin pocket book that I use to read the chords and play the guitar and it was falling apart.
So I had the brilliant idea of getting something done to it before totally disentegrating.
Had to convince the men working there that he could make some punching holes and put on a spiral or something on it.
He was in a bad mood and said he could not do it. I asked gently for the second time what I needed and felt like an idiont having to bed him to do it.
He practically snatched the book from my hands and made the holes and put on the spiral.
After all, he threw the thing on the counter and said: four dollars.
I was so shocked that could not say a word, had to take the original staple out of the book all by myself using my hands.
I felt completely stupid. I wished I had gone somewhere else.
Maybe he was just having a bad day.

The guy who owns this place is nice and really helpful. I have not been in in a few years but my mother used to go at least once a month. They are conveniently located but have weird hours. They have copy (color and black and white) machines, fax machines, and they offer other printing services through their staff. I remember my mother getting business cards and looking through books of wedding invitations.

Well, they made my copies, but they sure weren’t happy about it, and they (the copies, not the employees!) didn’t exactly look stellar, either.