An Experience You Wish You Could Erase From Your Bookmarks
I used to work for a smaller company as an accountant and receptionist, so my desk was in the center of everything. It was also a smaller office so we could easily talk to each other.
[Coworker #1] was an older gentleman who by far had the worst luck with technology. One day, he was having issues with his laptop. When I say he had bad luck, I mean that when he would walk into the building, it seemed to affect our computers, as well.
He had to have his laptop reset recently because of something hinky going on, and he had lost all of his bookmarks in Google.
Me: “Did you save the bookmarks on your own Google account?”
Coworker #1: “No, I didn’t.”
Me: “Okay. Then there isn’t much you can do except set them up again or ask [IT Guy] to help you.”
While I was at my desk, I heard [Coworker #1] talking on the phone with his laptop in front of him. I wasn’t paying too much attention to his conversation until I heard:
Coworker #1: “So, if I pay you the $50 you’ll get everything back? How do I know that once I pay you you’ll get out of my laptop?”
My head and [Coworker #2]’s head snapped up at the same time, and we ran over to where [Coworker #1] was sitting. I flipped his laptop around to see that he had let a scammer into his computer, and I could see them running through EVERYTHING. I slapped the laptop shut while [Coworker #2] told [Coworker #1] to get off the phone.
We demanded to know why on earth he thought it was a good idea to Google a random number for IT help and let them into his computer.
Coworker #1: “Our IT was taking too long to call me back. I wanted my bookmarks back!”
Needless to say, he had a lot more to worry about than his precious bookmarks.