Things are gettin' ugly here at the old job, but not for the reasons I thought they might.
After I set them up for a slam dunk (albeit one they would be forced to argue with me about, see the letter below), they talked to me about some stuff they found on one of the computers, under my username.
We used to have a generic username for all the computers with Novell. Everybody in the place used that and we never even logged off.
Now because of malware all over the boxes, they've got everyone their own username, and we have to log in and out all the time, which is a huge time drain. Need a label? Used to take under a minute, now takes four.
So one day (June 8, last Tuesday) I didn't log off, and somebody used my username to visit some stupid website. How I know this is that they took that poor, infected computer to clean all the spy gunk off and checked, get this, the favorites list in IE, which is where they found the following bookmarks, though I've forgotten more than ten more: Gay, Lesbian, Cool stuff, and Hardcore. They were all last modified at 2:25 PM June 8.
What this means, of course, is that some automaton who can't resist banner monkeys clicked and wound up some place that automatically imported a bunch of bookmarks. There is absolutely no fucking way somebody would import a group of bookmarks to their computer on purpose. Were these even cookies that they found? No. They were fucking bookmarks. Unbelievable.
Now, everybody had some that were inappropriate, but I was the only one with this specific group of them. So I'm beng disciplined. My manager, one of the recipients of the email below, had me sit down and told me this was a firing-worthy offense. Well, somebody getting me (wrongly) disciplined and confronted with my nonexistent gay porn fetish sounds litigation-worthy. It's not them I'm mad at, I mean, anybody could click through to anything around here with the swamp of popups, but for the administration to sit me down about this, that's reprehensible.
---Follow-up---
Doing the most obvious thing I could to try to figure out if I had clicked the banner monkey or not, I checked my blog to see what was on there around that time, and sure enough, at 2:16, I was finishing up a post. That day I was working in the IVs, and it wasn't me who clicked whatever it was that put that garbage on their computer, because as soon as I got done with that I went straight back to work. So my conscience is clean, but I don't think it would be wise to bring this kind of evidence to anyone's attention.
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