Fuckwittery from me
First time poster, long time lurker, etc.

This one happened recently and is still a source of shame for me...

I work in retail, and am usually the one people go to when the tills go down because I seem to be the only till monkey that knows how to restart a computer. CTRL + ALT + DEL is a mystery to most of the old dears that work with me, so it gives me an inflated sense of self :)

Anyhow, one day I come into work, and am met with wails and gnashing of false teeth that Till Three wont turn on. Woe! So naturally the hero of this tale strides over and pushes the power button.

Nothing happens. Shitfoxes.

I rummage with the cables, I press every conceivable button and I get an unsatisfying bugger all in response. I don't however check to see IF THE FUCKING THING IS PLUGGED INTO THE WALL. In my defence, they aren't ever unplugged because they need to be on overnight/all the time to send the till info. You can see what's coming next... I eventually admit defeat and phone our IT Support.

Me: It won't turn on!
IT: Have you turned it on?
Me: Of course I've bloody turned... oh... OH...
Me: I'm so sorry.

He didn't even bother trying to hide his laughter as he put the phone down on me... :(
And you know why it was unplugged? Phyllis "got cold" and plugged her portable heater in down there.

And since then, I haven't been able to phone IT because I know they'll remember me as the dumb fuck that can't turn a computer on.

Apologies for length, I'm only 5'2" :)
(becky_bubbles, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 19:22, Reply)