[ CW ] Start with `` Everyone knew trying to run was futile , yet so far all of them tried anyway '' , end with `` I do n't make the rules , I just enforce them . ''

Everyone knew trying to run the program was futile, yet so far all of them tried anyway. 
 I had yelled, screeched even, that they could n't do it. Those idiotic, naive little kiddie programmers. They sat, staring blankly into blanketing screens that unfolded into their eyes a black and white screen. Oh dear lord, sir, i tried to reason with them - I really did. 
 
 `` You wo n't be able to do it, it's simply not possible at your level of understanding'', i said this, i did, to them and then the watchfully eyed man before me. 
 
 But of course, the managing director, he, was not at all impressed by the virus unleashed in the foolishly lathered laptops of last summer's interns. 
 I sat at quiet, staring, hoping that he did not sack this potato brain of mine. It was a long wait watching a pen decide your fate. 
 
 `` Sorry kiddo'', shocked I was at this before it came back to me. 
 
 `` Sir, no please. I ca n't accept this. Have you looked? Look again. See here'', pointing rudely at his screen which displayed a memory dump at the time of the program's initialization, `` there's a file missing, I'm sure it was one of those bastard interns!'' 
 
 He made his lips as if to whistle, but stopped in sudden welled-up thought. 
 
 `` Okay, Jeff, if this really was the intern. That kid, what's his name?'' 
 
 `` Her, its Meg'' 
 
 `` Okay, so if Meg was the one to run this program, the one you supposedly told all others would not work, in order to?'' 
 
 `` In order to deter them from running it of course!'' 
 
 `` Okay so if Meg really did successfully run it, why did n't you delete it on first notice?'' 
 
 I had no idea, it really did n't come to me at the time. Answering was in-utile at this point, there was no point I mean. So I reclined, my arms made lanky by the lipped straightness created by insecurity. 
 
 `` So, our entire basis of security was compromised by a file, you had, testing, on our computer, plugged into by an intern named Meg and run by her too, or someone else using her computer's MAC at 12:22?'' 
 
 `` I guess'' 
 
 It seemed hopeful for a brief second, then he looked at me and plucked away his glasses, making care for the landing in its puddle soft encasing. 
 
 `` You're free to go, do what must be done to prevent it from happening again'' 
 
 I rushed out of the door, paraded down the steps, and swung into the intern's eating area. 
 
 `` Right. Meg? Where are you?'' 
 
 `` Here Sir! I'm here!'' 
 
 `` Right, good. Get the fuck out, I'm free to stay working and you're free to go home''. 
 
 I was pleased with that day. Besides, I do n't make the Director's rules, I'm just a pawn. I just enforce them upon these prawns. 

