Somehow, he thinks I'm the possessor of the "magic keys" which enable things to be printed out.
It's an old printer. I've had to download drivers, then discover they are drivers from some dodgy site which don't work, clean up my machine, and start again.
45 minutes when I'm TIRED. It's now AFTER MIDNIGHT.
The form is a questionnaire for his scan tomorrow (a private scan because he has health anxiety).
I have just thrown the printout at him, but he's been asleep for half-an-hour and is snoring away.
I feel like an idiot. I thought it would take 2 minutes. He is the thief of all my free time, because I don't spot it coming, and think 'well, I'm the Printer Whisperer, and the poor lamb just doesn't know how to install drivers, and after all he does occasionally do the bins'.