One of the first companies I worked for had a very non-IT-wise director. Actually, the guy was utterly clueless – you know the Point-haired boss? Him. Only with less hair. And he’d already bankrupted one company. Let’s call him Ralph. Mainly as that was his name. Hey, I’m not going to get sued if I tell the truth, am I? I’m legally allowed to express an opinion and in my opinion (and that of everyone in the office, to the best of my knowledge, as well as a horribly large number of our customers) the guy was a useless cunt.
At the time we’d just moved from dial-up to ISDN, so pretty pricey for a net connection. As such, he decided that we’d purchase some logging software for the old NT server and the guy in "charge" of the internal systems was to cast an eye over the log each week.
He half-heartedly pulled us up on a few things because he had to. Checking bank details ("I pay expenses out of my own pocket then claim back – I’m making sure I can cover it"), looking at PC hardware sites ("just keeping up to date") and other pointless things.
He never did withdraw the MD’s net access for his recurring visits to www.farmsex.com. He did, however, show everyone else in the office the access logs.
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