Unfiltered Story #57017

I’m the naughty cow-orker in this story. The boss is an old friend who hired me as a contractor. He left early one day and — for no reason I can actually remember — I wound up sitting at his desk. I was talking with another co-worker about some tech issue and he asked a question I wasn’t sure of the answer. I thought I might look it up online and nudged the mouse on the boss’ computer to wake up the screen saver. Nothing. So I prodded a few keys and no response came. I shrugged it off and figured he must have had a good reason for powering down his computer and we resumed our discussion.

The next day I was in before the boss and joined him in his office just as he arrived. While talking to me he hits the power switch on his monitor and it springs to life and he looks at it and frowns. The computer had been on the whole time.

Boss: Look at this! Someone typed some crap all over my screen. The nerve of some people!

I tried to look as innocent as possible. I’m not sure if I was turning red, though. Sorry about that, dude! (I made up for it later when he was included in a project I was working on.)