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I understood around one word in three. It was a case of the biter bit—this is what I put others through I suppose.

"The people who built this knew what they were doing, despite the arses who use it, it's still safe. You realize that there are three DMZeds?"

"What, why?"

"I suspect that they had factored in that they were dealing with morons. And by the way this is system that is way beyond you".

"All I want is to do is to get to the eMail server"

"It's in it's own DMZ".

I didn't know what to say.

"And did you know that there are man-in-the-middle proxies on every server?" Oh, fuck.

"umm, you sure?".

"Do you want me to give you the username/password for your bank account? Neil you are a waste of fucking space, you know not to do this. It only because you never have any fucking money that it doesn't get stolen."

"Did you?"

"Yes"

[He destroyed everyones data from the proxy]

"I cleaned up your crap by the way. Your footprints are bloody everywhere. Neil you are worse than an amatuer, stop this, you aren't good at it."

At which point I knew what was going to happen; we don't pay each other, we owe each other code. I'm good with code.

Apparently I'm worse than useless with networks.

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