Older than it looks

The guy I share an office admits he has a bit of a problem....every time a piece of equipment takes the one way trip to the breakers yard in the sky he officiates at the post-mortem. With a screwdriver in his hand, a song in his heart and a maniacal gleam in his eye...he just can't help himself. Last week it was a laminator, today it was an ancient cd copier....if you look cafefully you can see a bit of elderly fluff on the wogga-wogga ray generator right centre.