One of the gamers I was with back home was put into the computer department because he got high marks in Math and sounded highly educated. He was a Brit in a Northern Ontarian town, he could be speaking Cockney and have still sounded "Educated". That's it.
It was an old workhorse of a Punchcard Machine. He knew it from the day it was uncrated until some idiot who got his job by nepotism destroyed the Master Cards used to make the standard use cards, thus rendering the machine a paperweight. A very, very large paperweight. Luckily, it had paid for itself a decade earlier.
When he left the company, he was able to monitor anything he'd ever care to know about the system by VPN.
*Sighs, and pours a 40 on the curb*