h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

No, no, no, that's not how you do it, Z.

You want to line us all up, then bellow "All those of you with Guide Editor badges take One Step Forward - Icywheredoyouthinkyouregoing?"

*takes notes*

There is an alternative approach, of course.

You slowly creep up behind someone who's busily at work, then lean over and whip the pen out of their hand, shouting "You won't be needing *that* any more!"

An obvious candidate for testing surely would be our own Auntie Giggles, Lil. Lets face it, she can break stuff at 100 yards and not bat an eyelid. I don't know of anyone else who's managed to break an organisation like Googlemail with just one click of a mouse button.
Lil proof is nuclear proof.

Bob Slydell: Milton Waddams.
Dom Portwood: Who's he?
Bob Porter: You know, squirrely looking guy, mumbles a lot.
Dom Portwood: Oh, yeah.
Bob Slydell: Yeah, we can't actually find a record of him being a current employee here.
Bob Porter: I looked into it more deeply and I found that apparently what happened is that he was laid off five years ago and no one ever told him about it; but through some kind of glitch in the payroll department, he still gets a paycheck.
Bob Slydell: So we just went ahead and fixed the glitch.
Bill Lumbergh: Great.
Dom Portwood: So, uh, Milton has been let go?
Bob Slydell: Well, just a second there, professor. We, uh, we fixed the *glitch*. So he won't be receiving a paycheck anymore, so it'll just work itself out naturally.
Bob Porter: We always like to avoid confrontation, whenever possible. Problem is solved from your end.