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 Female Plumbing Problem by Vulgar Argot

   Chris was not having a good day.  He had gone into work tired, looking
forward to the weekend.  Before he had finished even his first cup of
coffee, a trouble ticket had come across his desk.  The end user had
labelled it "minor," but end users never knew how big a problem was.  This
one turned out to be a doozy.  It had been a scaling problem, a flaw in the
basic architecture that was introduced long before Chris ever saw the
product, but his problem now.  The solution he'd implemented was no
solution at all, would break in a few uses, but had still taken almost
twelve hours to fix.

   He'd had to call Amanda, the pretty girl in human resources, and tell
her he couldn't meet her after work for a third time.  She'd been so
understanding the first two times, but this time she had declined to commit
to a firm date to try again.  Chris couldn't blame her.  By the time he
finally got home, all he wanted was to have a beer, a little something to
eat, maybe watch a little TV and