- Sep 26, 2000
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Ok, you dimwitted morons, listen up.
You call me and say your related to one of my customers, a good and long time customer. Ok, come by and drop off your computer.
When I ask you whose it is, you say its your sons. And he can't be reached. Really? Is he in jail?
I say that I may need to contact you or him in order to complete repairs. Ok, you give me your phone number.
Now pay attention. You need to tell me you are staying at a hotel. And that you are not even really staying there. I call you within an hour of you dropping it off and you checked out????
I call the hotel a few days later, and you're back in. I leave you a message a day for three days. And the desk clerk, whom I know pretty well by now, tells me you keep getting messages from a bunch of people. And they keep calling back because you haven't returned anyones calls.
Why do I need to talk to you? Because you're sweet little angel has a more f*cked up computer than I have ever seen. Never mind the 8 different torrent programs, the illegal copy of Windows7, the desktop full of hacking tools and the 30 different .reg files on the computers desktop, and no security at all. But apparently your angel pretty much only surfs porn. Literally, that's all thats in his extensive history.
Interested now? There are hundreds of password protected zip files on his computer. With fun names like so and so's passwords, credit card numbers, etc.
I wonder how you're young'un got the passwords to his schools computer? I mean, they are in a file labeled, Stolen School Password Hacks.
In the words of the Soup Nazis:
NO SOUP FOR YOU!
You call me and say your related to one of my customers, a good and long time customer. Ok, come by and drop off your computer.
When I ask you whose it is, you say its your sons. And he can't be reached. Really? Is he in jail?
I say that I may need to contact you or him in order to complete repairs. Ok, you give me your phone number.
Now pay attention. You need to tell me you are staying at a hotel. And that you are not even really staying there. I call you within an hour of you dropping it off and you checked out????
I call the hotel a few days later, and you're back in. I leave you a message a day for three days. And the desk clerk, whom I know pretty well by now, tells me you keep getting messages from a bunch of people. And they keep calling back because you haven't returned anyones calls.
Why do I need to talk to you? Because you're sweet little angel has a more f*cked up computer than I have ever seen. Never mind the 8 different torrent programs, the illegal copy of Windows7, the desktop full of hacking tools and the 30 different .reg files on the computers desktop, and no security at all. But apparently your angel pretty much only surfs porn. Literally, that's all thats in his extensive history.
Interested now? There are hundreds of password protected zip files on his computer. With fun names like so and so's passwords, credit card numbers, etc.
I wonder how you're young'un got the passwords to his schools computer? I mean, they are in a file labeled, Stolen School Password Hacks.
In the words of the Soup Nazis:
NO SOUP FOR YOU!