So who am I to believe? Those scoffers who say, about my incompatible 1/4 the-cost-cartridge, "Well, you get what you pay for." Or those who advise me that name brand is always best? I think they're both wrong. Because I did NOT pay for a smashed cartridge. And I do not believe that this crumpled name brand will turn out better than my cheapie.
Time will tell. When I'm done shaking my current cartridge within an inch of its life, and then shake it another inch...I'll try to replace it with this HP train wreck. Fortune has not been smiling on Val Thevictorian lately. She has called a moratorium on scratch-off tickets after three unproductive bouts of ticket-buying which even stretched to her offspring's weekly letter of hope. We never both lose over a three-week spell.
This is just another sign that Even Steven has some evening to do. One way or another.
For now, I am submitting my wares electronically, and for those who only take print, I shake the old cartridge like a fiend before running a copy of my official work.