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The Chronicles of George
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Good idea.  Listen to the luser when their solution has nothing to do with the problem.


It's getting harder and harder to find humor in these tickets.  At this point, I think I'm ready to crawl under a rock and eat bugs for the rest of my life, far away from the towers of metal and glass.


Oooh.  This luser has obviously attained a level of computer skill seldom seen by mortals.


If George were an air traffic controller, there would be a lot more airline fatalities.

"Delta 7331 Heavy, adjust your course or altitude or something.  There's like another plane or something coming up on the big green screen.  I need a sandwich."


Loggin in?  What the...where does he...what...how...t-t-t-t-t (zzzt!) (snap!) (crackle!) (twitch twitch twitch)


Yeah.  Yeah, that generally happens.


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