Petty Sabotage
I once put magnets on my brothers collection of ZX81 cassettes, so when he attempted to play them, they were full of errors and yet apparently undamaged. Can you beat that? Tell us your tales of petty sabotage.
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 10:59)
I once put magnets on my brothers collection of ZX81 cassettes, so when he attempted to play them, they were full of errors and yet apparently undamaged. Can you beat that? Tell us your tales of petty sabotage.
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 10:59)
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Mr X.
is what we shall call him, he might be reading . . .
We did many things, most fairly ordinary (sellotaped belongings to ceiling, stole bed, defenestrated clothing, porn on desktop, sabotage of savegames on the rare occasions he left his laptop unlocked) but one particular incident sticks in my mind.
Another character, Mr.Y, was doing the usual porn on desktop thing, when he decided to take it a step further. He hurriedly composed an email to the IT services manager (who could also be reading this, he is wonderful) saying 'I think I love you. Please meet me at the IT support desk at 2:00'. Mr. Y hadn't originally intended to send it, but then Mr X's domineering Victorian mother walks in. Mr Y has to make a getaway, and Mrs X shouldn't see what he's been doing. So he sends the email. Of course. Mr X, though doesn't realise until . . .
2 days later: 'Mr X, I have received a rather strange email purporting to come from you . . .'
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 19:04, Reply)
is what we shall call him, he might be reading . . .
We did many things, most fairly ordinary (sellotaped belongings to ceiling, stole bed, defenestrated clothing, porn on desktop, sabotage of savegames on the rare occasions he left his laptop unlocked) but one particular incident sticks in my mind.
Another character, Mr.Y, was doing the usual porn on desktop thing, when he decided to take it a step further. He hurriedly composed an email to the IT services manager (who could also be reading this, he is wonderful) saying 'I think I love you. Please meet me at the IT support desk at 2:00'. Mr. Y hadn't originally intended to send it, but then Mr X's domineering Victorian mother walks in. Mr Y has to make a getaway, and Mrs X shouldn't see what he's been doing. So he sends the email. Of course. Mr X, though doesn't realise until . . .
2 days later: 'Mr X, I have received a rather strange email purporting to come from you . . .'
( , Wed 4 May 2005, 19:04, Reply)
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