Okay, so yesterday someone was having problems with their computer and said they'd give it to me today to clean up. Nothing unusual.
I received the computer earlier, and being a lazy bastard it sat in the corner of my room for a while. Eventually deciding to actually work on it, I boot the thing up, and get to a log-in screen. The words "Fuck Everybody" (a very interesting choice of username, I should add) glare back at my face as I notice the computer prompting me for a password; the ever-helpful password hint screen simply mocking me with "oops you dont [sic] know my password" (I personally opt for a simple "N/A," myself, but I guess everybody's different.Now, let me mention that, in all the time I've been working on computers, this is the first time someone handed me a password protected computer without making me aware prior to taking the computer than there was such a password. It being 11 PM by this point, I'm not able to just give the person a call and ask for a password. And even more importantly, I'm not entirely sure if this is even his computer.So I do what I do, and eventually reset his Administrator password, gain access to it, and use it to reset the password on the main account (which is ALSO an administrator – that's awfully bad [as well as redundant] in my opinion, but we'll not go into that).Curious and not-knowing what to expect, I my eyes quickly search every corner of his desktop (until the crapware, such as HP assistant, start booting up and blocking my view). The first thing to grace my eyes, of course, is the giant Domo-kun face as a wallpaper (but not filling the screen, instead leaving a thick, ugly grey border on all sides). Then the bright red "BITCH" displayed proudly across his little Vista dock-clock jumps out, giving me a bit of a laugh (who exactly is he calling a bitch? himself?). As I'm typing this, I notice his screensaver – the ugly 3D text one that comes with Vista, with the phrase "get outta ya mind" in an unbelievably ugly font dancing around.Also, the lucky bastard has StarCraft II (a game which I very much wish to play, but vehemently refuse to buy [because it's 60 dollars for 1/3 of a game] or pirate [because I just don't like pirating]). I assume he got it through LimeWire, because apparently there are still people who actually use that crap (which is almost certainly the source of any and all problems with the computer, naturally).At this point I'm thinking it must be his son's computer. The Zumiez sticker on top of the computer itself makes much more sense under than assumption.I haven't actually gotten around to repairing the computer, because it took me an hour to set it up, get into the account and then type this up. I'll get around to it, I guess.An Interesting Experience in Computer Repair
Posted by Vance_Kimiyoshi on July 31, 2010, 11:03 p.m.
If only he knew how disturbed his son was…
BITCH!
FUCK EVERYONE
Fucking teenagers.
Sweet angst, it only gets better with age.
Well, at least it was "oops you dont know my password" instead of "i like killing people because it is so much fun it is more fun than killing wild game in the forest because man is the most dangerous anamal of all"…
Maybe that was the password…
:P
I should repair computers, the generic solution for all problems seems to be "stop being such a fucking douche".