In the beginning...
In January 1997, while working as a Systems Administrator for the University of Wales, Aberystwyth, I came up with the idea of doing a spoof of the monologue from the start of the film Trainspotting, with the words changed to have a BOFHish theme.
Knowing this, Bethany, my then grillfiend, bought me a copy of the Trainspotting poster, and so on 28th January 1997, Adminspotting was born.
Post and be damned
Newsgroups: alt.sysadmin.recovery Subject: ADMINSPOTTING Message-ID: <email@example.com> From: firstname.lastname@example.org (Gary Barnes) Date: 28 Jan 1997 14:49:18 -0000 Organization: Ripoffs R Us X-No-Archive: Yes Choose no life. Choose sysadminning. Choose no career. ***** Choose no family. Choose a fucking big computer, choose hard * * disks the size of washing machines, old cars, CD ROM writers * A * and electrical coffee makers. Choose no sleep, high caffeine * D * and mental insurance. Choose fixed interest car loans. Choose * M * a rented shoebox. Choose no friends. Choose black jeans and * I * matching combat boots. Choose a swivel chair for your office * N * in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose NNTP and wondering why * S * the fuck you're logged on on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting * P * in that chair looking at mind-numbing, spirit-crushing web * O * sites, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose * T * rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last on some * T * miserable newsgroup, nothing more than an embarrassment to * I * the selfish, fucked up lusers Gates spawned to replace the * N * computer-literate. * G * Choose your future. * * Choose sysadmining. ***** Gaz  It might fuck you up a little less than heroin.  ObFootnote. -- /\./\ email@example.com (Gary "Wolf" Barnes) ( - - ) "Do not ask any lady to take wine, until you \ " / see she has finished her fish or soup." ~~~ - Hints on Etiquette and the Usages of Society
Within a couple of weeks Jonathan H N Chin, with help from peeps on the ASRLon mailing list, improved the wording somewhat, mainly by removing my admining/sysadminning clumsiness, and offered it as a T-shirt design.
The T-shirt proved a major success, becoming the must-have item of clothing for the Busy BOFH. The spoof was redistributed widely, even at one point appearing in a sanitised version (whoever wrote that really missed the fucking point).
Sitrep: T-shirts and baseball caps
Orders are not currently being taken, and there doesn't seem to be enough interest at present, unfortunately, to envisage another print run in the near future.