You can't get something really simple to work, so you call the office geek over to help...

He rolls his eyes, sighs, and tells you in the tone of voice you'd use with a four-year old exactly what to do.

You try it, and it doesn't work, so he comes over...

"Oh, you don't have Crotchcricket Technology on your machine"

So he tries to install it, but your computer doesn't have the right permissions...

He logs on as administrator and downloads the software...your system crashes...

He reboots and installs, but suddenly your browser has a new menu bar you can't figure out and it appears to have locked you out.

It takes him 20 minutes to figure out how to get rid of it so you can access a vital website...

It takes you an hour to learn how to set up a query to answer your problem. It works fine, but suddenly everything seems really slow...

You complain but he says "it's not my fault, you must be doing something different"

Eventually the results are displayed, and the numbers are off by 14 orders of magnitude.

He does not believe you when you tell him it's wrong, he's convinced you're not doing something right.

You find your 20 year old HP calculator in your briefcase and in 5 minutes you get a reasonable answer, but you have no way to enter it into the database..

You go to lunch, he's still at your machine, "I think you have a problem with your hard drive;
when was the last time you did a defrag?"

You holler back, on the way out the door, "Can't do that, IT Department won't let me, something to do with the network."

He rolls his eyes and sighs, and pops open another diet Pepsi.