Hallo,
PS: Never fuck your admin. Lies die BOFH-Geschichten, dann
weisst Du warum. Du verlierst dabei.
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Another user rings.
„I need more space“ he says
„Well, why not move to Texas?“ I ask
„No, on my account, stupid.“
Stupid? Uh-Oh…
„I’m terribly sorry“ I say, in a polite manner equal to that of Jimmy Stewart in a Weekend Family Matine Feature „I didn’t quite catch that. What was it that you said?“
I smell the fear coming down the line at me, but it’s too late, he’s a goner and he knows it.
„Um, I said what I wanted was more space on my account, *please*“
„Sure, hang on“
I hear him gasp his relief even though he’d covered the mouthpeice.
„There, you’ve got *plenty* of space now!“
„How much have I got?“ he simps
Now this *REALLY* *PISSES* *ME* *OFF*! Not only do they want me to give them extra space, they want to check it, then correct me if I don’t give them enough! They should be happy with what I give them *and that’s it*!
Back into Jimmy Stewart mode.
„Well, let’s see, you have 4 Meg available“
„Wow! Eight Meg in total, thanks!“ he says, pleased with his bargaining power
„No“ I interrupt, savouring this like a fine red at room temperature, with steak, extra rare, to follow; „4 Meg in total…“
„Huh? I’d used 4 Meg already, How could I have 4 Meg Available?“
I say nothing. It’ll come to him.
„aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhH!“
I kill me; I really do!
Gruß,
Se „http://bofh.ntk.net/Bastard1.html“ bastian