Teacher: Did you change my password? I can't login.
IT Guy: No. Why would I change your password?
Teacher: Oh, I don't know. Because it is a new computer?????
IT Guy: Are you quizzing me? I didn't change your password
Teacher: Oh, can I show you?
IT Guy: Please do.
Teacher: Ok, see I type my username then I type my password………and look it denies me. Are you sure the password didn't change?
IT Guy: I am….and here's how I know. Every time you try to "login" you are actually clicking "SWITCH USER". So in actuality, you have no clue if your password works or not because you never tried it.
Teacher: Oh, I get it. How silly.
IT Guy: Yep, silly. That is definitely not the word I would have chosen to describe the situation.
Teacher: Did you change my password? I can't login.
Teacher: I want my computer on the other side of the room
IT Guy: There is no power over there
Teacher: Why not?
IT Guy: I don’t know, I didn’t build the school
Teacher: Can you put one in?
IT Guy: I am not an electrician
Teacher: Can we hire one?
IT Guy: It would be kind of expensive…..why do you want to move it?
Teacher: No reason…..I just wanted to try it this year
IT Guy: Of course……. if you would like me to knock down some walls for you as well just let me know.
I just got a call from a teacher in regard to the amount of SPAM she has been receiving. There are a couple important details I would like to convey before relaying the story.
1. We are out of school. She took the time during summer break to check her SPAM levels and place a call.
2. Not only did she take the time to make this call. She did it first thing in the morning. Almost like she was waiting for me to arrive at work.
3. We host our email through Google. A nice little company who, In my opinion, does a very good job handling SPAM. You may have heard of them.
Teacher: Hi IT Guy, I have been getting a ton more SPAM in email than usual
IT Guy: You have?
Teacher: Yeah, there has been a ton. Has anyone else had that issue?
IT Guy: Nope
Teacher: That’s weird
IT Guy: Did you give out your email anywhere?
Teacher: No, I never do
IT Guy: Are you looking at ALL MAIL instead of your INBOX?
Teacher: No, I am looking at the SPAM folder?
IT Guy: WHAT? Why are you looking at that? That’s where SPAM is suppose to go. That is why they call it a SPAM FOLDER!
Teacher: I always look at it. Usually there is only one a day. But the last couple days I have had 3 or so
IT Guy: Yeah…..SPAM folders are fun to look at. So let me get this straight, you routinely count the amount of junk messages in your SPAM folder, found an increase, and took the time to call me about it?
Teacher: Yeah, do you think it’s ok?
IT Guy: Hard to be sure. I will contact the FBI, you better call the Secret Service. I don’t know who is sending these dastardly emails directly to your SPAM folder but I will not rest until I find the culprit. So, for my notes……you said it was 3 emails PER DAY?
Teacher: Yeah, 3
IT Guy: I’m on it. (CLICK)
Teacher submitted Story:While I empathize with the trials of an IT support person to handle the idiocies of faculty from the other side of the digital divide, I must say it is not just teachers who posses the unique power to test the patience of those of us who happen to know where the power button is located. Without further ado, my best “I fear for the future” stories:
1. Student: “Why do we have to double space? It looks hella bad.”
Me: Why are you putting two spaces between each word?
2. Student: (very seriously)what kind of car did Shakespeare drive? (she was 15)
3. Student: My links in PowerPoint won’t click.
Me: Did you remember to press -enter- after?
4. Upon working in a classroom next to a cell phone jammer, the kids freaked out:
Kid: (bangs cell phone against desk)
Other kid:is this a terrorist attack.
So teachers+ kids= 🙁
……and the teachers are on the board.
Students 2 – Teachers-1
Student submitted: Well played. These guys are lucky they didn’t get the other teacher in serious trouble……and themselves sued. Definitely a point awarded to the students.
The following story occurred when I was a senior in highs school.Some back story to preface the hilarity. I sat in the back row next to a fellow class clown of mine. This class was notoriously rowdy and out of control, and we would often torture substitutes who were filling in for our primary teacher, who I presume was taking work off instead of coming and murdering us instead. At some point during the begging of the class, my classmates pick-pocketed the cellphone of a girl from her purse and proceeded to pass it back to me to “do something funny with it.” I decided to download a sex ringtone on the phone (which is only a woman’s moans during intercourse and climax), and turn the volume to max. I then passed the phone to my buddy who stashed it behind a book in the bookshelf behind us. Repeatedly throughout the class, we would continue to call the phone and enjoy our classmates laughter at the highly inappropriate sexual noises. Our substitute was wildly incompetent and at first thought it was us impersonating a woman making these noises. After about the 6th time, she eventually walked back between both of our desks and demanded that we hand “our video games over.” We showed her our empty hands and with a stone face, told her the teacher in the adjacent room (behind ours) has a habit of watching adult movies loudly during his lunch break (which was so ridiculous, I thought she wouldn’t buy it and our fun would be over). Surprisingly, this was a suitable explanation for her. She then proceeded to call the main office to levy a formal complaint against this teacher, as we continued to call the phone. The following day, our primary teacher returned furious and gave me and some others detention. Worth it.