Bargain-Hunting Boss Saw His Bonus Go Up In A Puff Of Self-Inflicted Smoke
The Register, Monday, August 26th, 2024
Buying PCs off the gray market can (literally) blow up in your face
Who, Me? Welcome, gentle reader, to another Monday morning. We here at The Reg hope your working week is starting well - or at least better than it went for the protagonist of this week's instalment of Who, Me?
Our hero this week we'll Regomize as "Nikolai" who spent the turn of the century (there's a phrase to make you feel old) doing a lot of short contracts as network/desktop support, including a stint with a French finance house which needed help setting up swanky new digs in London, UK.
And when Nikolai says swanky, he means swanky: "No expense had been spared to make the dealers comfortable and happy to be there. There was a gym on the ground floor behind reception, and a massage room. We all had cards loaded with credit for the plentiful vending machines. Somehow every facilities staff member looked like they did catalog modelling on the side."