The Case of the Keyboard Crisis

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It was one of my first days on the job as an IT Helpdesk Technician, and I was still finding my rhythm—figuring out the balance between sounding confident and not making it obvious I had just Googled something five minutes earlier.

At around 10:00AM, the call came in.

On the other end was a man—sounded like he was in his early 40s—clearly stressed.

“Hi, yeah, my keyboard’s not working. I’ve got reports to finish, and nothing’s typing. The whole thing’s just dead!”

I considered walking him through some steps over the phone, but judging by the tone of his voice (and a gut feeling), I decided it’d be better to head down to his department and handle it in person. Besides, I could use the walk—and the chance to look useful.

When I arrived, he was standing over his desk, arms crossed like he was trying to intimidate the keyboard into working.

“Hey,” I greeted, keeping things light. “Keyboard’s giving you trouble?”

He nodded. “Yeah, it just stopped working out of nowhere. I didn’t change anything.”

I crouched beside the machine and started with the basics. I checked the wireless dongle—yep, it was there. Just in case, I unplugged it and plugged it back in.

Nothing.

Still dead.

“Okay,” I said, “When’s the last time you changed the batteries?”

He blinked.

Then raised an eyebrow.

“Are you kidding me? There’s batteries in these things?”

I tried not to laugh—and that was the moment I knew this was going to be a great job.

After a little digging through the supply drawer (and a quick side quest to another desk for some spares), I swapped in two fresh batteries. Flipped the switch. Boom—LED indicator lit up, keys working like nothing had ever happened.

He tapped a few characters, visibly relieved. “Well, that explains a lot. You just saved my morning.”

Lesson of the Day: Even in the digital age, the simplest problems—like dead batteries—can bring everything to a halt. And sometimes, solving them is what earns you your first stripes.

As I made my way back upstairs, I logged the ticket with a quiet smile. Not a bad start to the day, not bad at all.