How many of them are placed in positions of such power that they can even exercise the same amount of stupidity? If I say that someone should die, that’s dumb, but nowhere as dumb as some influential person saying it, let alone a high-ranking official, let alone the official in charge of the designated people-killers.

It’s easy to yell coward when it’s not your own life precariously dependent on maintaining a job you can get fired from without reason.

Oh I do let him wait a while. Partially because I’m really not short on things to do. Partially because he’s happy enough when I get his request done in two days and I really don’t want to start setting higher expectations.

Unless everything is on fire and he’s about to present his shit to the division head and only now realised he missed something, which might reflect poorly on my tool and is critical enough to prompt immediate action, his messages can stew a bit.

It’s an internal client, same department, so there’s no billing.

If I could, I would.

One client has a whole solution from me and occasionally keeps asking for this or that thing and I have to tell him what part of the app already does that because he can’t keep track of all the things he’s asked for already.

If I had the time, I’d use the benefit of hindsight to restructure the whole thing and hope it’d help his pea brain along, but as it is, I spent too long just adding features wherever he asked me to, without taking the time to question whether that makes sense.

My grandpa apparently went to war with the municipal council over his unmown meadow. Had a decent piece of land with wild flowers and grasses and all that. The story was told to me second-hand about 15 years ago and is at least 30-40 years old, but if I got it right, he mowed that land once per year in fall.

The council wasn’t happy with that, because he was supposed to mowed it twice per year, once in spring. Grandpa refused to cut down the flowers in their bloom, both because of all the things living in and off that and because pretty. Stern letter, discussions in person, deadline was set and went by. All the while, the “unkempt” non-lawn grew.

Eventually council imposed a fine. Obviously, a fine is supposed to compel a change in behaviour, but they couldn’t set deadlines tight enough or the initial fine high enough to actually hurt him, so he just paid his “fuck your lawns” fee year by year.

I believe they gave up at some point, but I’m not sure whether that’s just wishful thinking. In any case, that meadow was still growing wild and free when I was old enough to assist in the yearly mowing, long after his death.

Obviously, we can’t all afford to stick it to the local bean counters that stubbornly, but it’s nice to dream sometimes.

None of us are paid well

Does that extend to the bosses too?

I didn’t know about the “revert single file” trick either. The rest is a handy reference too, thanks for sharing!

Does management love them too? Financially, in particular? I don’t know their hobbies, but Games Workshop don’t accept colleague approval as payment.

MBAs in action: John was the biggest expense, his professional infidelity a welcome justification and his importance just a number on a sheet.

Unfortunately for him, the fallout hit too hard and too fast, so he couldn’t leverage the cost savings brag for a better position and let some other lucky fella deal with the disaster.

Their explanation for having no backups was that 858 TB of data was “due to its large capacity”. They stored eight years of data without backups. Even with systems where they had backups, it sounds like there’s no redundancy – nobody can work because the single building where all the servers are located is currently out of order.

Sounds like the acute symptoms of chronic penny-pinching when it comes to IT infrastructure. I hope they take some good lessons from it at least. Just a shame that it’s such a devastating way to learn.

Oh we just got back from our honeymoon, plenty of dates were had ;-)

My last GF and I, we’ve been through a ton of shit. We’ve yelled, we’ve argued, we talked, then hugged and made up again. I haven’t always been the best partner, and I could probably point to times when she was unfair too, but we must have done something right for that relationship to last ten years.

As of a few months ago, she’s my wife. We’ve already had our first married argument, though I don’t think we really marked the occasion, because it wasn’t a big deal at the end of the day. You know what helps a lot with marital spats?

Years of practice in communicating.