Today at work our email service was migrated to a virtual server. I expected some disruption of service but nothing more. I had a busy day and when I came back to my office there was a man at my desk on my computer wearing a FBI cap. Another man sat beside him talking to him with a thick Russian accent. They didn't say anything when I walked in. Caught flat footed I stammered, "Do you really work with the FBI?" He stopped typing for a moment, looked me in the eye and answered, "I used to." Then he went back to typing and the other guy went back to giving instructions with a Russian accent. Did I violate a HIPPA standard? Was I being investigated for something? The weird factor was off the charts so I dropped my books on the back of my desk and headed to the bathroom - the bathroom on the third floor and I took the long way. The two guys were still there when I returned so I hung out in the copy room. I told a couple people what they said so three people nonchalantly walked by my office to peek at the FBI guy and his Russian counterpart. Later I heard them talking to our regular IT tech (who does have a sense of humor). So I knew they were helping with the email migration to the virtual server. Some things are so weird they have to be true because no one could make this stuff up.
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