Ivan the Terrible
Back in the days of yore (80X86, XX mh, DOS), one was required to buy ones own workstation. Files were passed back and forth on floppy discs. There was no network. Each peripheral had its own stripped down computer and cheap monitor for input. The "IT department" was an engineer or draftsman or secretary that simply enjoyed solving everyone else's hardware and software problems.
It was actually fun. Enter LANs. The help desk became Ivan the Terrible's throne.
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When you stop trying to make sense of it all, it all begins to make sense.
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