Something I Actually Believe

This is something I believe even though I don't want to. But I feel that circumstances have forced my hand, like how so many people don't believe in God because bad things happen. 

I believe that all computer cables were created by a set of wizards who hate women and put a curse on the cables so that when, in the middle of a young woman's presentation tonight, a blue screen appeared, flicked black, then blue, then in white letters "HDMI 1." 

This has happened to her before, as it has all of us. You start by making sure all your cables are firmly connected; maybe one was jostled out of place. She did that immediately and competently to no avail. Another woman came up, checked the cables, and moved the mouse to be sure things weren't going to sleep: no change to the blue screen. So far, no one had touched a button or clicked on anything, as best I could tell. Then a young man, a bit older than the presenter, came up to the computer, moved cables around in just the same way she had, and the screen immediately returned to her presentation, none the worse for wear. That happened.

And then we have my own printer. It allows me to command it to print using any of my connected devices. But then it will say "load paper." I open the paper tray to find that the paper has been loaded, and is in fact loaded to an appropriate level, just over three quarters full. I'll firmly and gently close the paper tray, and then it will begin to turn as if to print, but stop to say that I must "load paper." We do that dance sometimes four or five times before my husband hears my distress and comes to take a look. He opens the paper tray and closes it, and it prints right away. Right away. 

What am I supposed to think? 

The data is just these two things, granted, but they happened and continue to happen in my life. Enough for me to be thinking about how my printer may very well have feelings and preferences. It just makes me wonder about if it's my gender... maybe it's some other marker entirely. My height, weight, voice, scent? What is it? And is it connected to the young woman giving a presentation? Is there anyone investigating this right now?