March 15, 2006

In which I tell a parable that has absolutely nothing to do with work. Honest.

And lo, the worker was given to construct a vehicle to convey information, and it was simple. Yet he toiled mightily, said vehicle being tossed to and fro amongst the waves of conflicting priorities.

And the worker was chastised for the delay.

From on high, the original requester was given to using faulty logic, as explained by Werner Von Braun:

"Crash programs fail because they are based on theory that, with nine women pregnant, you can get a baby in a month."

And when the duplication of effort was discovered, it was also revealed that the worker now had two conflicting sets of instructions to accomplish said task.

And the worker was chastised for the delay.

So with patience and fresh resolve, he worked with the requester to define the precise requirements and once achieved, set them into stone.

Three times.

When the requester said, "it would lighten my heart to see an adjustment made to the headlights," the worker did adjust the headlights and looked and saw that it was good.

And the requester looked upon it and said, "that is good, but those are not the headlights that needed adjustment." Upon which the requester pointed to the tires.

And the worker was chastised for the delay.

And lo, finally the vehicle was complete and ready for testing. When the worker discovered a blind-spot in a mirror, he brought it up to the requester, so that the worker might truthfully say that the task was thoroughly accomplished.

And the requester said, "a problem that will not be, just make it work like this other vehicle," upon which the requester pointed towards a shoe.

And the worker will be chastised for the delay.

Posted by Ted at March 15, 2006 07:22 PM | TrackBack
Category: Square Pegs

My understanding of this parable has nothing to do with my experiences at work. Honest.

Posted by: Amy at March 15, 2006 09:51 PM

So you build cars for a living? I thought you were a government man. I'm confused.

Posted by: shank at March 16, 2006 08:36 AM

I think I'm right down the hall from you.

Posted by: Paul at March 16, 2006 10:24 AM

He's right down the hall from everyone, which makes him Everyman.

Posted by: Victor at March 16, 2006 10:53 AM

And yea, they saw Nog in the back compartment from they knew not when. And they look'd upon it and saw that it was bad.

Oh wait. That was the other place.

Posted by: dogette at March 18, 2006 07:27 PM
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