Testing some new software at work. Part of the testing involves logging in and doing whatever the hell a normal user would do. To do so, we use a generic log-on ID. Some imaginative soul gave that ID the name of "John Doe."
Today we had too many John Does logged on; no one else could get on the system. My boss said to me, "We need another John Doe."
"Great," I said. "Shall I go kill a drifter?"
Nervous laughter and sidelong glances, the rest of the day.
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