In 1989, I worked at a food-processing plant (dog food cannery). The plant had begun installing various computers to try to streamline processes. The quality assurance lab had a computer that was hooked into various scales, viscosity and moisture analyzers. Most of these processes had been recorded on handwritten forms in the past. There were a few old-school managers (most missing a finger or two from canning equipment accidents) who hated computers. The computers also had dot-matrix "tractor-feed" printers that used recycled continuous form paper that had the consistency of newsprint paper.
The lab had the usual equipment. Counters, testing equipment and sinks to clean up the tested product. I was sitting there doing something on one of the computers when one of the old managers walked in. His hands were dirty so he went to the sink to wash up. Afterwards he looked around for paper towel to dry his hands. There were none on the counter. Instead of looking under the sink where the towels were stored, he nonchalantly reached over and pushed the form feed button on the printer a few times until there was about 2 feet of paper hanging off the front. He tore it off, dried his hands and left me rolling on the floor in laughter.