My Greatest RegretsWhen I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.
I was too scared of the French girls to go.
What do you regret not doing?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
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Being a good girlWhen I worked in the IT department of one of the big 4 supermarkets (back when this meant spending 8 hours a day surfing for Keanu Reeves photos and precisely 5 minutes doing any work) I was entrusted with setting up the whole head office with intranet access. In those naive days (mid 90s) everyone had the same password until they changed it. One boring evening during dull nightshift I tried out the login for the CEO and realised he hadn't even tried it out, which was no surprise. Logged in with his name I could have posted anything at all... but I chickened out and just posted "Hello, hope you are all enjoying the new intranet" then logged off in a cold sweat.
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