Dilbert Strikes
Oct. 12th, 2006 06:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
livingdebOnce upon a time, there was a data storage system. Sort of like a pantry. It worked, but it was getting archaic. It had wooden shelves that let the dust collect. It had no light source inside.
Then one day, it was decided to build a new modern pantry next to the old one to replace it. It would have adjustable wire shelving. It would have sealed bins. It would have pull-out drawers. There was rejoicing throughout the kingdom.
The carpenters started meeting with the shoppers to design the new pantry. Several years later, the new pantry was not yet ready. It was getting embarrassing. There was a push to finish it. The pushing was hurting. Finally the carpenters declared that the new pantry would be ready soon. However, the new pantry could not hold produce. It could hold any other kind of food item, but nothing with unusual shapes. There just wasn't enough time to build a pantry that could deal with these unstable, difficult shapes.
By this point, the shoppers were also exasperated. They replied to the carpenters, "Okay. Fine."
Upon hearing this story, the head waiter became appalled. And wondered what the chefs were going to do. Would there still be a way for them to store produce? Or would they no longer be allowed to have produce?
What would the diners think? How would they handle only mashed potatoes made from flakes? Having wonderful homemade breads, but no more homemade stew? Mouth-watering meats with no onions or garlic? And why is everyone just going along with this?
Will the head waiter be able to find someone to make the carpenters do the job properly? Or will everyone in fact be forced to use the new pantry instead of the old pantry? If not, will the shoppers will be forced to move everything out of the old, working pantry into the new, defective pantry, so that the old pantry can be used to store brooms and old, leaky cans of paint?
Let me just say that when the head waiter is running around trying to get other people to do their jobs properly so that everyone else can do their jobs properly, the assistant waiter has to cover a lot more tables.
And they all lived happily ever after. (In their dreams.) The end.
Then one day, it was decided to build a new modern pantry next to the old one to replace it. It would have adjustable wire shelving. It would have sealed bins. It would have pull-out drawers. There was rejoicing throughout the kingdom.
The carpenters started meeting with the shoppers to design the new pantry. Several years later, the new pantry was not yet ready. It was getting embarrassing. There was a push to finish it. The pushing was hurting. Finally the carpenters declared that the new pantry would be ready soon. However, the new pantry could not hold produce. It could hold any other kind of food item, but nothing with unusual shapes. There just wasn't enough time to build a pantry that could deal with these unstable, difficult shapes.
By this point, the shoppers were also exasperated. They replied to the carpenters, "Okay. Fine."
Upon hearing this story, the head waiter became appalled. And wondered what the chefs were going to do. Would there still be a way for them to store produce? Or would they no longer be allowed to have produce?
What would the diners think? How would they handle only mashed potatoes made from flakes? Having wonderful homemade breads, but no more homemade stew? Mouth-watering meats with no onions or garlic? And why is everyone just going along with this?
Will the head waiter be able to find someone to make the carpenters do the job properly? Or will everyone in fact be forced to use the new pantry instead of the old pantry? If not, will the shoppers will be forced to move everything out of the old, working pantry into the new, defective pantry, so that the old pantry can be used to store brooms and old, leaky cans of paint?
Let me just say that when the head waiter is running around trying to get other people to do their jobs properly so that everyone else can do their jobs properly, the assistant waiter has to cover a lot more tables.
And they all lived happily ever after. (In their dreams.) The end.