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An ohno second, that turned into an ohno twenty minutes occurred at a place of work (where I might not still be working) about nine months ago.

It was quite commonplace for four or five of us to mess about with each other’s emails. So I’d reply to an email from one of my colleagues saying something like “You What!?!?” and then change the text of his original email into something like “I love to blow teh cock!” or something similar… you get the gist of it.

Anyway, the organisation I worked for had a very arty-farty PR department that regularly sent out mails to all.staff telling us all about their wonderful new press release or stunt or whatever…! It was all shite as far as we were concerned and much piss taking occurred every time we got this rubbish.

One time I used the email-altering technique to “forward” on said PR release with a few choice sentences changed (adding something involving babies… and arms… being broken…. It was fucking sick I have to admit but I was just sending it to one or two select colleagues who would see the humour). Imagine my horror, while watching that little blue bar telling me my email was on its way, when I realised I had replied (not forwarded) and my mail was on its way to the head of PR. Oh fuck!

I double-checked, triple-checked, it had gone. I panicked and sent another mail to head of PR, trying to explain my actions and apologise… I waited for five minutes or so… Nothing. I did a fly-by of the PR department, she had gone home already.

I realised I had but one chance and ran to the server king dudes and begged them to help. After much pleading (from me) and shaking of heads (from them) they finally agreed to log into her account and delete the two messages sent.

Lucky fucker.
(Danster, Fri 27 May 2005, 12:59, Reply)