Back in the '90's I was the head tech for a mom and pop whitebox builder that specialized in netware 3 setups.
We had this one client that was nothing but a nightmare becuase of the ignorance and ineptitude of this one woman.
The first string of issues we had was this one office machine kept having bad sectors on its hard drive. This was early IDE days so we're talking something along the lines of a 80 meg Maxtor. I swapped ou tthe drive five times, even switching to another brand, and it kept going south. I had my road tech bring it to me each time it failied.
Finally I said no, we're doing down there in person this time. On top of being royally pissed off at this woman, I also had far less kind words for my "tech"
The computer on site looked like a kitsch taxi because it was COVERED in decorator magnets. Normally a small magnet or two shouldn't have an impact, but this thing had hundreds of them encrusting it.
PROBLEM SOLVED, stop putting hundreds of magnets on a computer.
A month or so later they had a problem that the overnight backups didn't exist. I had the server ser up to handle it automatically, all they had to do was swap the tapes. Well they needed the backup and it didn't exist.
WHY didn't it exist? Because lardass was trying to save the company power by turning off the MASTER CIRCUIT BREAKER FOR THE WHOLE BUILDING EVERY NIGHT!
You can't run a backup if the server is off.
The final straw was when they re-arranged their office all by themselves, then reported the printer wasn't working. I go there to deliver my personal touch since I no longer trusted my underlings to handle it, and... well...
The printer self-test worked, so I tried sending output from my laptop and nothing. Ok, dead printer... but I had used the computer end of the existing cable to test. As I start to take it apart I try to take the big old-school centronics D connector won't come off the printer! I'm looking at it and the steel hood almost looks deformed...
So I go to my car and grab the crowbar out of the trunk. Naturally this scared their employees since I was already somewhat hostile to them at that point.
Using the prybar to get the damned thing off, turned out this 500+ pound moron had put her full ... generousness behind getting it on there because it didn't want to go.
Laughably I put it on the right way and it still worked. Desite the D shaped connector now being more of an hourglass.
Never in all my years of tech and software support have I had a single person at a single job site be so useless, but somehow not get fired.
The real laugh is... her name was Karen. DECADES before that even becmae a meme.