Unexpected email...

At work, the clicks of keyboards above the silence were the only sounds. The boss didn't like us to talk he thought it meant we couldn't get the work done, but I had tried explaining to him that half those clicks he was hearing, was just people messaging the person across the desk from them. Clicks meant work in his eyes despite the lack of moral it brought to the company.

I sat down at my desk, span around in it for a turn and fired up the locked computer. Thunderbird opened and a load of mail rushed in. I scanned the mail to weed out the spam from anything important and and then found an email halfway down from the boss.

I opened it and was astonished to see the message “Rob you are fired, come to my room immediately”. I was gob smacked and looked around the office, everyone was working like a chain gang and the only eyes I saw looking at me was the new weirdo we had hired called Nick. He was a stalker, you wouldn't realise it but half the time you were talking to someone you would turn round and find him standing in silence behind you.

I got up off my seat wondering what could have caused Neil to fire me and started walking to the desk. Was it the coffee I had made for him where I used to spit in the granules before pouring water in, was it the fact that I turned up at 5am sometimes and went home at 1pm or sometimes turned up at 5pm and went home at 1am. Clock keeping was never my strong suit and although he claimed I was the best developer at the company he would often lament that the other workers thought I got special consideration. I didn't really give a toss, they were mostly bell ends that couldn't code if their life depended on it.

I was constantly getting asked how to write this regular expression or how to do a temporary recursive view as they didn't understand SQL at all. It was just too easy to look like a good coder at this company because the boss always hired cheaply. Usually hiring scrotes straight out of college with no experience who thought they could write everything in WordPress. It was probably the most overrated and overly complex plus overly used CMS system in history. I had delved into their own code many a time just to come away laughing at the stupidity of it of it's design.

I started to walk nearer and nearer the office of the boss, hands sweaty and thoughts swirling in my head. Just as I got to the door and put my hand on the handle I started to hear a laugh from across the room.

It was Nick, who was laughing at me from across the room. “Why are you visiting the boss?” he called out. “What's it got to do with you” I replied. “Well it could be everything and nothing I suppose”, more bollocks from the werido I thought to myself.

“Well”, I repeated, “Which one is it?” waiting for an answer before I knocked on the office door.

“I don't suppose you think you have been sacked by any chance do you”, the werido said. What was he going on about and how did he know the contents of my email.

“What do you know about it?” I said, getting angry at the thought of him knowing my business.

“Headers, headers, headers”, he just said confusingly and started to work again. I was wondering what the fuck he was going on about and then it occurred to me that the twat might be playing mind games like he often did.

I steamed back to my desk, opened the email, and clicked the “Show All Headers” option. I scanned the top of the headers and saw the email had actually come from Nick not Neil at all. He had got me good n proper. A quick change of the From line using VB, and you could make anyone who didn't check their email headers out properly think that an email had come from anyone in the world, the Prime Minister, the President, the God Damn Bilderberg committee for all you could tell without examining the headers. It was so easy to do, just a few lines of code and you could send an email to anybody you wanted and pretend it was sent from the King of Denmark with a change to the From address and Name.

That dinlow had got me good n proper. I will have to think of a way to get him back I thought as I sank back down into my seat and thought about a phishing scam I could pull on the weirdo to get him back. I might just download the HTML source for Amazon's login page and set it to send the login details to me, before sending him an Amazon looking email claiming he just had a voucher sent to him.

Yes half the day was spent crafting scams and attacks on other employees. Half the taps on those keyboards were not work related, they were either to the person across the desk or making some phishing scam. If only Neil let us talk I wondered as I downloaded the source code from Amazon.

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