A Karen lets a hospital patient die because she wanted to surf on the web instead of doing her job.

So I spent years of plotting, planning, and putting a plan into action to get her fired.

Here's how it happened.

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I used to work at a hospital data center in the network operations group.

We physically sat in a room 24-7 next to the service to make sure things didn't catch on fire,

monitored for alerts, and did routine things like swap out tape backups,

but it was pretty simple work.

This was basically a tech job, but there were people who had been there for many years back

when you had to change out printer paper and run a command from an IBM mainframe.

It was on really specialized hardware and software that was difficult to apply elsewhere,

so I had to become a dead end job.

And because there were people who weren't tech savvy at all,

we weren't really given much responsibility.

You can't tell someone they can log into a server and others not,

so we were reduced to the lowest common denominator.

We were a network operation center where nobody was allowed to interact with any network equipment.

The lowest common denominator, you say, meet my supervisor, Karen.

Not her real name, but definitely her real spirit.

She had been there for over 20 years and got the job solely based on seniority.

She was a sociopathic narcissist and one of the most unpleasant people I've ever encountered.

After I was hired, we were bought by another hospital and combined data centers.

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