As a kid, I always took everything apart, because I can't help myself and I need to know how everything works. I still do it today (it's my job now!)
I'm 4th grade, I was taking apart my mechanical pencil and putting it back together, and my teacher took it, snapped it in half and under) threw it away.
She told me I'm no longer allowed to use mechanical pencils, I can only use wooden ones.
Since I didn't have a wooden one with me, I was sent to the hall the rest of class.
I never let it stop me. I started working at a print shop, and the huge copier (xerox 1000i) kept jamming. I'm talking huge jams, this thing is about as long as 2 Mazda miatas.
The fuser belt tore on me at like 4 in the morning during an emergency print job, and the technician wouldn't be there until about noon, so I broke into his parts cabinet and figured out how to replace the belt. I had it up and running about an hour later. The fuser on that machine is about as big as a Brother desktop multifunctional copier.
He did come in, and scolded me for repairing it, but was fascinated I did it (it's a 2 week training in New York just to work on those).
I ended up bugging all the techs to hire me and eventually, they did! So now I work on photocopiers, and I absolutely love it.
Congratulations, that's amazing!!! I worked in a print shop too and am now studying computer science, and printers are the toys of the devil as far as I can tell. Always determined to fail in the most inexplicable ways.