In the late '90s I drove about 50 miles in rush hour traffic, on overtime, to press the power button on a Macintosh that the makeup vendor at a kiosk in Nordstrom's had turned off. She was panicking so badly my boss couldn't talk her through trouble shooting it over the phone. He had me come get a spare computer and bring it down to the site. I had a feeling the Mac already there was fine, so I left in in the van and went inside and asked her what had happened. She pointed at the power button on the keyboard and said she pressed that button. I pressed the power button and the Mac booted up just fine. I explained that it was just the power button and told her computers weren't that fragile and not to worry about breaking it so much.