A Scaryduck guest blog of DOOM.My brother and I both found ourselves working in the IT industry, providing technical support to idiots in large companies.
While I preferred to wait and plan my awful revenge, my brother went for the full-on Bastard Operator from Hell route, and specialised in bawling out particularly stupid end users, because they deserved it.
So, while I sat at my desk devising painful death on the end users at a tyre and accessories company that rhymed with "Motorgay", little brother stalked the corridors at his company's HQ, rounding on the guy who had just left a particularly snarky message on his department's phone over the late arrival or otherwise of some printed reports.
Result: Stand-up toe-to-toe argument which ended with the victim's mumbled apology in front of a stunned office, before going off to a corner, wishing for death.
Eventually, the silence was broken.
"You do have any idea who that was?"
"Err… no."
"Gerald Fucking Ratner"
Days later, a clearly rattled Gerald Fucking Ratner made his now famous "total crap" speech and wiped half a billion off the company's value.
If you are a former Ratner's worker, my brother would like to point out he is not sorry in the slightest.
