You utter Fucking Cunt!
As I just told in Blaster, Beer and the Disaster Recovery box we were unfortunate enough to get the Blaster worm. This was quite a surprise to us as knowing the network was vulnerable to things like this due to the OS requirements of some of the more mission critical servers (e.g. A transmission Video server that will remain nameless which would only work on NT4 Workstation Service Pack 3) we had shit hot network security at the border and were as locked down as was practical at the time internally.

Then along came Mike Griffin*, Mike was a contractor that the Boss had reluctantly taken on as "the best of a bad bunch" as he knew management wouldn't sign off on the expense of another round of advertising and interviews. He was a lazy and smarmy idiot but could just about be convinced to put in about half a days work when it was required of him so he'd stayed around for a while. However that Friday wasn't one of those days, instead he had spent most of the day downloading porn on a PC kept off the network and instead connected to IT's private ADSL line (For testing VPN's and so visiting engineers had a connection for their own VPNs without getting on our network, honest boss).

OK, it was something we all had a connection to but this is where the problems started, as he hadn't bothered to keep his "play machine" patched it inevitably got infected while he was surfing the day away. Then at the end of the day he connected it to the work network to copy some stuff across to his work PC with the DVD writer so he could peruse it later in private.

So stupid but not evil, the cunt maneuver was that he saw what had happened and just as everything started to crash he went home and switched off his phone.

Luckily I didn't find out that he was the source of infection till he had already left or I wouldn't have been held responsible for my actions.

*Name not changed, he deserves the shame
(bill, Mon 28 Sep 2009, 3:28, Reply)