Holy cow, I wrote a book!
A few years ago, the gas station near Microsoft's main campus
(the one which had been
run by my colleague in a previous stage of his career)
appeared to have suffered some problems with the LCD unit
on one of its pumps.
Instead of "Please insert card", it said
"@leace incebd cabd".
As a geek, I quickly determined
that bit 4 got wiped out
in the ASCII codes for the characters in the message.
I set about going
through the usual steps for purchasing gasoline,
though it took a little longer than normal because I
first had to decode the corrupted strings.
And then after I thought I had finished all the necessary preliminaries,
the panel said, "Begin Feeling".