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I tend to block out bad experiences from my memory. I know that i have been angry over computery things, but I'm not allowing myself to remember those moments in time.

I was trying to ""upgrade"" to windows 10. Need I say more?

user, I'm studying to be a counselor, if you wanna talk, go for it. I'll help you if I can..

user, no. Bad user. go sit in the corner and think about what you did.

"Hey user, the battery on the store phone ran out (smart phone used as a Chromecast slave on WiFi only) so I plugged it in and when I hit the home button it doesn't turn on. I think it's fucked!"

Never tried the power button.

He does the booking/ordering/is the "face" of the shop. I gotta get out.

>be me
>18 and working in a computer shop I got hired at
>lady comes in with her husband's computer
>she says she caught him watching porn and now the computer has a virus
>jotting down notes and just put "computer got virus from porn"
>she signs a waiver and I get to cleaning it out
>Windows XP boots successfully, no signs of virus yet
>the windows desktop loads and makes its cheerful little song
>can't seem to find evidence of this virus yet
>click start menu
>Screen goes black
>thought my KBM unplugged from my gigantic 32 inch monitor
>no its still working
>suddenly this slide show starts playing of what is the biggest blackest longest dick railing this skinny white guy I've ever seen.
>I'm baffled by whats happening
>the images cycle through and its nothing but huge black dicks railing petite pale men.
>like imagine hanging up your little white guy on a mahogany coat hanger like they were piked to big black dicks
>thoroughly disgusted
>co-worker looks over
>what the fuck is that ~ he yells
>I pull the plug on the computer every time I hit a key it just cycles through gay dicks
>scarred for life I wipe the computer and reinstall windows XP SP3
>she comes in to pick it up
>stares at me blankly "did you see them?"
>bewildered "oh yea that, I did see all them"
>she mutters "th-thanks..." in a slush of embarassment and recoil.
>later learned I wasn't paying attention she said there was a porn virus, a literal fucking virus that views nothing but porn.

>be me again
>its about a year later which makes me like 19
>old salty fuck comes through the door, he sounds like a robot's speaker failed and is talking to me in this raspy ass voice that sounds like he's got an infinitely stuck slug of snot stuck in his throat
>he hands me this laptop
>pungent with tobacco smelling products.
>when he handed me the laptop some of the wicked smell got on my hands
>complains that it keeps shutting off on him after like 5 minutes
>I went to wash my hands and I got to work ripping this thing open
>get under the keyboard
>its all sticky and the plastic has a faint brown tint to it
>slide a finger across the surface and realize its tobacco tar shit, like a viscous layer or tobacco flavored shit and it smells like he's been smoking around, into and blowing his smoke into this laptop for years
>get under the top panel, reveals the motherboard
>the motherboard is actually vivid blue, but its covered in this brown fuzz which is actually dust you'd normally find in a computer except its dyed brown because its infused with tar shit.
>I can't take this computer apart anymore with my bare hands
>go into the first aide kit and pull out some rubber gloves
>continue delving into this fucking thing
>the fan is on the underside of the motherboard so I have to do some stupid gymnastics to turn it over, all the while its covered in a fine layer of tar tobacco shit fuzz dust.
>the fan is caked in wet shit tobacco fuzz. The dust's saturation point was clearly met and slimey cigarette smell wafted from it.
>400 fucking Q-tips later this thing is mostly clean of brown fuzz but it still stinks like shit.
>the smell penetrated my gloves and my gloves were like a used condom after anal sex on the same night that taco-bell was on the menu.
>opened the windows to air out the room, I had a nasty case of nausea.
>returned it to the old fuck
>he pulled out the vibrating throat machine and said "thanks" in a robot accent

>be me
>changed jobs working at a bank doing IT support
>one day one of the bankers complained that the printer was smudging ink everywhere
>I start tearing away at this HP officejet printer on the secretary's desk
>I take out the ink cartridges and part of the spooler that holds the paper
>can't really find the problem but the insides are covered in ink
>got my hands filthy with ink cleaning it with ammonia and napkins
>go to reassemble the printer and as I'm inserting the ink catridges, it doesn't seem to want to go in, almost as if its not sitting right or something is misaligned. It just won't go in
>stupid me pushes harder to try and force it in
>big mistake
>something snapes and the ink catridge spews blue ink at me, peppers my shirt, belt and pants.
>fed up with the day, return to my office dirty
>boss spots me and bursts out laughing
>YOU LOOK LIKE SPOTTED DICK
>confused and upset, I look at myself then quickly google "spotted dick" on my phone
>pic related

Kek

You saw some shit, user