[andrew311]

A memory seared into my brain from the 90s:

I was in the highschool computer lab, working on a website for the school IT administrator. She wanted me to include a patterned background, blinking marquees, GIFs, the whole nine yards. Another student was working on the project with me, sitting next to me. We were both facing the window, away from the door. The admin left the room. I told my fellow student these choices were extremely tacky, and I questioned the life choices that led her to the point of thinking this looked good.

Turns out she came back into the room and was behind me the whole time. Boy, did I feel like a jerk. I apologized.

What a different time that was.