This is what BOFH really is. It's that sick revenge fantasy you have where you brutally beat that reckless driver asshole who almost hit you while playing indy 500 on the highway, before your morning coffee, after running him off the road. In reality you sure as hell aren't running people off the road and beating them to within an inch of death with a tire iron. It's just a fantasy to release anger or deal with it.
BOFH is the psycho fantasy you have after dealing with the same idiot who yet again forgot their password and locked themselves out. Or that snippy idiot in the office who keeps insisting there is something wrong with their computer and its not as fast as the one they have at home or the "better" computer the person in the adjacent cubicle who also coincidentally can't stand them. But hey, it's still your problem to deal with. So screw em, why not delete their shittly work or their account for that matter? That'll show em.
BOFH is the psycho fantasy you have after dealing with the same idiot who yet again forgot their password and locked themselves out. Or that snippy idiot in the office who keeps insisting there is something wrong with their computer and its not as fast as the one they have at home or the "better" computer the person in the adjacent cubicle who also coincidentally can't stand them. But hey, it's still your problem to deal with. So screw em, why not delete their shittly work or their account for that matter? That'll show em.