There was the guy who left milky coffee mugs in his office until they became hairy with mold.

There was the guy who skipped out on work to go play basketball with his buddies.

There was the guy who almost handed a new computer to the dean, with the dean’s name misspelled into an embarrassing word on his login screen.

Oh wait, those were the same guy.

There was a different guy, Bob, who proudly called himself a sexist. He was the tech support manager. More than half of his direct reports were women. He’d double-check their work because they were women. He was usually wrong.

I was running network security for the organization. I’d kicked a machine off the network because it was sending out virus spam. (This was the early 2000s when that was a thing.)

Bob said, the machine is clean, put it back on the network.

I checked, it wasn’t clean.

He said they needed it back on the network now.

I said, have Debbie check it again.

Debbie went and checked it again. There were processes called fuck.exe running, trying to initiate port-25 connections to various IP addresses.

Yeah, Bob, Debbie is right. Because she actually looked, instead of just trying to play nice with the user.

Machine got wiped and reinstalled. Then it went back on the network.