"How To Impress The Boss" Dept

Years ago, when I was part of a small consulting firm that was just taking off, there came the big day when we got our .com domain and our own mail server. The ISP dude comes to Scott, our president, and says, "We need a default e-mail address where we can forward mail that comes into your domain for a mailbox that doesn't exist." So Scott says, "Well, you can just use mine."

A couple of months later we hired a bright and energetic young man fresh out of college. His none-too-bright (and very easily liquored-up) girlfriend proceeded to send him an insouciantly vivid, enthusiastically detailed, highly pornographic e-mail at his new office e-mail address...and misspelled his name.

So it showed up the next day in the new employee's mailbox, duly forwarded from the company president...

(Scott told me later, "I knew right away that it wasn't for me; I've been married long enough that I never get e-mails like that anymore.")