Could You Just Print That For Me?

Looking around my desk, I see receipts. I see letters, statements and bills. Pay stubs, photos, a notepad and its offal. My former boss used to routinely print and hand-deliver e-mails to me that she thought were important — Just click Forward in Outlook, I would protest. The biproducts of my tax return sit in an uninviting pile on my floor. Yes, there is a case to be made for paper.