Tell me about it. I occasionally get called out to remove shredded cardboard carriers "eaten" by expensive precision equipment that uses photomultipliers. The only help I get from the vendor is his advice.
"That's an expensive piece of equipment. Don't scratch anything."
Right. I won't scratch any anodized black metal while I use a forceps to forcibly extract shredded cardboard jammed deep into inaccessible areas crammed full of precision mechanical assemblies. It reminds me of a scene from the movie "Sneakers" where I "get" to play the role of Martin Bishop.
Mother: Either way, you've got a top speed of two inches per second. Any faster than that...
[alarm beeps]Mother: and, uh, big guys with guns. But you'll probably do fine.
Martin Bishop: Since when am I the one who's...
Mother: This is the same model answering machine that Janek used for the shell of his box, now that's what you'll be carrying across the room at two inches per second. I got that for you because I figured you'd just, you know, want to practice. Remember to go real slow!
Martin Bishop: Slow.
[looks at Crease]Donald Crease: You get all the *fun* stuff...