You know what I don't like? When the tech guy comes to fix my ethernet port, and not only fails to fix it (he was just there to find out if I was an idiot who didn't try another cord and another computer before deciding the port was the problem), but asks to use my computer to submit the report. While I have Feeding Frenzy open in one window, Gryffindor Seduction 101 open in another, and my homepage is set to my friends page. Ack. I picked up the underwear on the floor before he came, but I apparently should have cleaned up my browser too, because that was awkward. For me.
I don't think he saw anything, and luckily the tab he was working in was surrounded by relatively innocuous tabs like "glitterati" and "WIP amnesty '07". I'm not sure if I would have been more embarrassed by the dirty, dirty porn, or the clearly-HP-related title, but I'm glad I didn't have to find out.
But my damn ethernet is still broken. :(
I don't think he saw anything, and luckily the tab he was working in was surrounded by relatively innocuous tabs like "glitterati" and "WIP amnesty '07". I'm not sure if I would have been more embarrassed by the dirty, dirty porn, or the clearly-HP-related title, but I'm glad I didn't have to find out.
But my damn ethernet is still broken. :(
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