Not strictly a client story
but it gives me a chance to feel superior for a brief moment, so that's all right.

I was freelancing on the TV supplement of a famously reflective daily tabloid for a couple of weeks in August. One afternoon my monitor started flicking on and off. Hmm, I thought, and started trying to fiddle with the various settings buttons on the front. I started looking at some of the control panels on the G4 tower I was working on to see if anything odd was going on, when suddenly the machine shut down. I went to check the power cables, and found one of the women from the picture desk on her knees under my desk. Her iMac had crashed, and unable to grasp that the huge white lump with "iMac" written on the front of it that her display was attached to and her keyboard was connected to was, in fact, her iMac, she had instead crawled five feet to my machine, and started pulling out cables pretty much at random.

Also, over xmas, I had the following conversation with my dad:
Dad: I've been thinking of getting one of those DVD players.
Me: Might not be a bad idea, you can get them fairly cheap these days but...
Dad: Would I have to get DVDs?
Me: Er, yes.
Dad: Ach, there's not much point then.
(Wong Fei-Hung - now with added flickr.com (see profile), Tue 30 Dec 2003, 2:22, Reply)