So, a gentleman came into the language centre and asked if he could use the scanner. The scanner is connected to my computer, behind my desk, so he came around and started his scanning. I went into the back room to make a cup of coffee and left him to it. Scanning complete, he put his memory stick into the computer to copy the files across. As I came back into the room I heard the loud unmistakable sounds of a porn actress having sex.
Everyone in the room looked up from their quiet working.
The scanning guy frantically clicked his mouse trying to close the offending Windows Media Player file.
I stood there, all eyes in the room on me, as if I was somehow responsible, “Er, Ah, I can explain folks. Er......”
The scanning guy clicked.
Everyone looked at me.
I reddened.
“Yes, I can explain everything. It’s that video I was watching earlier of a woman giving birth. I’m really interested in that.”
As one, everybody just went “Oh” and turned back to their work.
Wow, I got away with it.
The scanning guy hasn’t been back.
