Porn

Thought that might get your attention.

As promised: Porn At Work

The other day I'm sitting at my desk at work fulfilling my role as an IT guy. I'm on the phone with a user at our remote facility, trying to fix his hootielau. I tell him to try X, I tell him to try Y, no dice. So I decide to connect to his desktop and go "hands-on", but I was feeling lazy, and instead of just looking up his IP address, I tried to walk him through finding it. No luck with this either, where Z = finding IP address. So I bring up my desktop connect client, where I type in an IP address to connect to, and I say to myself "I think this is his IP." Hit enter, the window loads with the desktop of a user at our remote facility, and omg porn. Boobs. Dick. Dick fucking boobs. Porn. More porn. Oh look some more porn. And some boobs. So like 6 seconds of real time pass, though it feels like minutes, as hardcore porn plays out across my computer screen. My boss sits at a desk kindof behind mine, where if he were looking, he'd see... hardcore porn on my screen. So I disconnect from the remote session. Aloud (remember: still on the phone with some guy, trying to fix his whatchamagigger), I say "Well that's not your desktop apparently", since he's still mumbling into the phone about how his thingamajig isn't working.

So, I go on to get this problem sorted out and fixed, and get off of the phone with him. Now, curious, I dig around to figure out who's computer that was. So I find the IP I connected to, and figure out which user that is, and tell my boss. He sighs, and recalls that just a few months ago we had to clean this user's computer off, since it was completely overwhelmed with spyware and junk, and how the user swore to him that he didn't go to "those" sites, and if he had, it was by accident, and yada yada yada. I offer that I am not completely certain that the user was actively "using" the porn, since its possible to get nasty spyware that will pop porn onto your machine even if you are not there. I figure'd I'd chance it, and connected to his desktop again. Porn.

Porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn, porn.

Its uncomfortable to stand next to your boss at work, looking at your (my) screen, with porn rapidly playing out across it. After a few moments he offers that it seems unlikely that the user is there, as its all scrolling/refreshing/etc pretty quickly. So I close the explorer windows, as my boss picks up his phone to call that user. It was late in the afternoon, even later at our remote location, and we figured maybe everyone - including this user - had gone home for the day. No. He answered his phone. My boss suggested that the user should "stop using the internet now. Yeah, just go ahead and log off of the computer."

I've since figured out how to block content on IE ;)