Wednesday, January 20, 2021

Coworker Disregards IT Guy's Advice, Fiery Mess Ensues


Some people are more stubborn than others, and sometimes that frustrating stubborn stance goes hand in hand with acts of stupefying, blind ignorance. Take this IT dude's coworker who decided to have nothing short of a hysterical meltdown over what she viewed as a faulty printer. Well, one thing leads to another and before you know it, she's created a fire in the office. To make matters more dramatic, she decided to put the fiery papers on the counter instead of into the sink. It sounds like logic was a lacking quality from the beginning in this tale of tech support. 

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Text - r/talesfromtechsupport + u/TheClawsThatCatch · 3y • "It must be the pri.. Zen and the art of starting a fire in the lunchroom Long A man sits at a desk. In front of the man's desk is a window. Through the window he sees a woodpecker tapping on the windowsill. Tap, tap, tap. The sound is not entirely unpleasant and he savors its rhythm as the scent of fresh coffee wafts up from a cup on the desk. He is at peace.

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Text - A loud crash sends the woodpecker flying and snaps the man out of his morning reverie. It is the sound of an office chair colliding with the floor at maximum velocity. "Peace? NO PEACE!" it seems to cry. The man braces for that inevitable moment when an angry coworker will come forth and blame him for something. As if summoned, a raging bear of a woman huffs into the room. "The thermal printer won't print anything!" she roars, shaking a fistful of labels in the man's direction.

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Text - "Could you be more specific?" the man asks, entering the trance-like state of IT. "Nothing shows up on any labels I try printing!" she shouts, not satisfied with the lack of an immediate resolution. The man ponders this "information" for a few moments, keeping in mind the fact that this is the same coworker who destroyed two shredders and the last thermal printer. "All right, let's have a look." >>

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Text - He feeds a string of labels into the printer and for a moment is reminded of prayer flags strung from pole to pole. With a wistful sigh, he wonders who will answer his prayers in this moment. He unpauses the printer and watches it release labels as blank as the ones going in. This is indeed a problem. "Have you tested this with other labels?" He knows the answer but must ask anyway; the universe demands that ritual be observed. "Of course I have!" But this is false. "Have you really?" "I

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Text - The man takes a deep breath and searches the room for another roll of labels. He knows that as sure as the sun will rise, this coworker will deny all but the most forceful of examples. He cuts a few labels off the coworker's roll and cuts a few labels off a roll from a different box. "Come," he says, leaving the room. "Where are we going?" asks the coworker, following close behind. But the man does not answer, knowing his breath would be wasted. Instead, he grabs his coffee cup off his de

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Text - The two enter the lunchroom and the man sets his cup down next to the coffee pot. He removes the carafe and proceeds to fill his cup. "I followed you here for this?" shouts the coworker, but the man does not hear her for there is coffee. He sets the carafe down next to the coffee maker and presses the labels from the new roll onto the element for a moment, then he lifts them toward coworker's gaze. "They're black, so what?" says the coworker, now uncertain. >>

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Text - Without a word, the man presses the labels from the coworker's roll to the element to the count of three, for it is the holy number and must be observed in the interest of fire safety. As he expected, the labels remain blank. But the coworker does not accept this. "No!" she cries with eyes full of disbelief. "You must have done something wrong! It must be the printer!" The man smiles magnanimously as he replaces the carafe nd says, "Change must come from a different roll of labels. I will

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Text - This is rare, suspicious even, but the man is happy to be free of this burden and so accepts her gratitude. 15 minutes later, there is the smell of smoke and the sound of frantic yelling pouring out of the lunchroom. The man's boss approaches his desk as she has many times before, knowing that he is somehow indirectly but unprovably involved in this incident. "[Coworker] just set a bunch of labels in the lunchroom on fire, panicked and threw them onto the counter instead of into the sink.

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