“The longer you talk to me, the longer it will take me to fix it.”
“I’m here because you broke something.”
“Tell me how important your stuff is; it will make it easier to repair.”
“The longer you talk to me, the longer it will take me to fix it.”
“I’m here because you broke something.”
“Tell me how important your stuff is; it will make it easier to repair.”
“Have you tried turning it off and on?”
“I have no idea what bizarre combination buttons you pushed before I got here.”
“404 IT tech not found.”
THIS is the “any key” (optional arrow pointing down)
Do you really want to be impatient when I know your passwords?
RTFM. (Maybe that’s more for tech writers, but it’s still funny.)
“Sorry it took so long.”
“I apologise for my brusque telephone manner.”
“Yeah…uh, I’m afraid I may be a little out of my depth.”
PEBKACa
“Just tell me the problem. I don’t need your whole life story.”
“No, you did NOT do nothing. What did you do, and how many times have I been here before and said to not do that?”
Jesus saves.
Why the hell didn’t you?
“I’m from IT and I’m here to help you”.
I actually said this a couple of weeks ago. And no, I could not keep a straight face.
Two people have access to your home directory: you, and me. I’m pretty sure I didn’t delete your files.
I’ve got one from the makers of a log analysis tool:
Finding your faults, just like Mom
One I’d like:
I can see the syslog. Stop lying about what you’re trying to do.
When it all goes pear-shaped, just remember:
There’s no place like ::1, or if you haven’t updated to IPV6 yet, There’s no place like 127.0.0.1
“I’ll be right back.”
“I can remember my passwords. Why can’t you remember yours?”
Error code
ID 10 T
My S.O. made me a shirt that said “IWTFM”. He’s an engineer and feels there is no need for him to RTFM, right up until he FUs. :rolleyes:
Both Tech Writers and Help Desk folk love RTFM.
An oldie:
“PICNIC: Problem In Chair, Not In Computer”
My own:
“It says it doesn’t work? Then neither do you. Go home and tell your wife.”
“I don’t care if you’re going to throw it out the window. It’s leased, and I didn’t pay.”
“If you can read this shirt, you f*cked something up and expect me to fix it.”
“I don’t know what Scroll Lock means either.”