For a short time I worked on the Geek Squad. While I enjoyed my job, I was only part time. When my hours were cut back severely after an overhaul in management and such, I had to leave. During my time there, however, I came across a number of interesting individuals.
One such interesting individual was an older man who came to pick up his laptop. I went to get it for him, set it up on the counter and turned it on. Once it was booted, I turned it to him and told him he could check everything while I was getting his paperwork in order.
I was about halfway through this when he turned the laptop back toward me and said, “I can’t get on the internet.”
I looked over and instantly recognized our firewall error message. What kind of page was this man trying to access that our firewall would block? I leaned over to check the url.
It was a porn page.
Somehow I managed to not let something unfriendly spew out of my mouth. It was difficult, I assure you. Trying to access a porn page in the middle of a store where people bring their children? What the actual fuck?
Instead I recoiled back from the laptop and calmly told him, “I’m sorry. Our firewall blocks that site.”
I reached over, while mentally thanking my coworkers for sanitizing every laptop keyboard we had to work on, and typed the url for Google into the browser. Once it had loaded, I turned it back around to him and then went to finish his paperwork.
After he left, I ran into the back to have a moment of squick.