Gene Montgomery (Spectre)Gene gazed at the computer screen and frowned. He rubbed his eyes and tried to massage the headache away from his eyeballs. The staff accountant paced irritably behind him, rubbing his hands briskly together like Dr. Frankenstein waiting for his undead creation to rise from the gurney. On the computer screen, the Windows main screen had flipped upside down. The taskbar currently sat at the top of the screen while all of the accountant's program icons were flipped upside down on the right side of the screen.
“One of you guys must have been screwing around with my computer,” the accountant barked.
Gene rolled his eyes and glanced at his watch. 7:15. Just his luck. His help desk team had already left for the evening so it was up to him to deal with the stupidity. Be
