… make sure you have the right e-mail address, OK? I mean, make really sure. Dumbass.
I started with this company almost a year ago. And it turned out, there’s someone else here (at another location, in a company with tens of thousands of employees) with almost the same name as mine. And I sometimes get his e-mail. I always forward it right on to him when I see it wasn’t intended for me, which is usually pretty obvious since he’s in sales and I’m in programming.
So this morning, I open my e-mail and find three messages from someone internal that I don’t know, two of which are ‘here’s a funny joke’ type subjects, and the other one of which looks like an official marketing document is being sent. So I forward all three to my namesake … As I send third one, I notice that the attachment isn’t a Word or Powerpoint document like I usually see, but a collection of JPEG images.
Crap.
I opened one to verify, and sure enough-they’re pictures of semi-naked women from someone’s trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. :smack:
So, not only is this pus-brain using the company e-mail system to send naked pictures to people, poorly disguised as official company business, but he’s sending them to the wrong people! And come to think of it, now I’m an accomplice to his moronic scheme.
When I do these forwards, I always cc the sender, so he knows he sent stuff to the wrong address. I hope he’s crapping his pants right now. Maybe I should find out who the sales manager is for that region & forward the e-mail to him/her. Or maybe I should update my resume.
Some people need to find a way to disconnect their gonads when they’re at work, so they don’t override their brain, or whatever they use for one. I’d be happy to help this guy-I’m sure I can find a cattle castrator device, over in Fort Worth if not right here. Maybe that’ll larn him. Probably not, though-I suspect it takes about two minutes for his brain cell to forget everything that’s ever happened in his entire life.
Grrr. Well, my manager just got in-I’d better go talk to him. I don’t know about where these guys work, but our e-mail is monitored here …


Seriously, nobody around here is going to bust me on productivity; everyone’s well aware that I bust my butt making everyone else’s job easier. And the only reason anyone at this site would be concerned about boobies on my screen is in terms of sexual harrassment claims for a hostile work environment. And since the only other person in this little office is a female who, until her pregnancy recently started to show, regularly wore clothing that showed most of her boobies anyway, I doubt it would ever come up.