In spite of not having spent any time of note with Captain Ruffles, he seems to be the source of a lot of my stories. I guess some people are just larger than life.
One of my closest friends (as an adult), Baldo McNerdy, has had a number of jobs in the technical support field. He once worked as a field technician who traveled to customer sites (commercial and residential) and repaired PCs for a large technology retailer.
Baldo told me once of visit to a customer's home where the customer had the worst set-up for a PC ever. He had it in a small cubby, which closed off the ventilation. He also had animals in the house, which caused the fan to suck up a lot of hair and dust. The guy also smoked like a chimney, which caused the components to be covered in a brown layer of smoke residue.
This customer had done something to his PC that prevented it from booting to the OS. I think he had deleted some critical OS files or something, but it doesn't matter. His instructions to Baldo were, "Fix it, but make sure you don't delete my pictures."
Baldo never did tell me exactly what those pictures were. He did indicate that law enforcement wouldn't be interested, but the pictures must have been pretty disturbing.
Of course, you've already guessed that the customer was Captain Ruffles, and that the two were reintroduced at my Halloween party a few years later.
It's a world of laughter
A world of tears
It's a world of hopes
And a world of fears
There's so much that we share
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world after all