About a year ago, Jason, the company’s top computer engineer, was called out to make field service. When he got to the lady’s house and was let in, the first thing he noticed was the smell of gunpowder. The second thing he saw was the double barrelled 12-gauge shotgun lying across her lap. And the third thing was the big gaping hole in her computer screen.
Jason looked at her. She was a little grey haired woman, around 60 or so. Had she? Not possible. Still, he had to ask.
Jason: ‘Did you shoot…?’
Little Old Lady: ‘Yes, I got a little mad at the computer, the program would not load. Tech Support told me that I couldn’t hurt it, but I think they were wrong.
Can you salvage anything?’