techrecovery | No Sh**, there I was...

minding my own business, reading LJ, listening to Ska, Punk and Other Junk on Live 365 when a call comes in. I quickly mute the radio, and answer the call.

Note: on the phone, I am a very cheerful Southern woman. I don't think I sound stupid, and I KNOW I'm not stupid. Nor naive. Also, I do tech support for a manufacturing company producing durable medical goods.

Guy on the other end, sounds older, from "up north" somewhere, and he is reading me the riot act about how he can't access a site that he visits all the time, and is there a problem with the internet, etc, etc, etc. Whoa. Back up. What's the site he's trying to access? Nina Hartley's blog. Uh huh. And what's the message? Oh? that it's been blocked by company internet policy? Imagine that. Well, sir, I *could* put in a ticket for you and see if security would unblock NINA HARTLEY's blog, but umm... somehow I doubt it. But I can put it in, you know, it does require MANAGEMENT APPROVAL. Oh, I see by the notes in your ticket history that you are a manager. Yeah. Uh huh, that's what I thought. Have a nice day.

ROTFLMAO!!!!!!!!

NINA HARTLEY!!!!

*gasps for breath*

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