Our development team was working on a content management system for a corporate client. It was a big system that administered units produced in a variety of languages and applications and, as a result, required careful user interface design and a lot of backend code.
We were doing a show and tell with our partially working system for a couple of corporate VPs to get their feedback on the design. We took a lunch break, and when we got back, the two VPs said they had something they wanted to show us.
They proudly presented a series of PowerPoint slides that showed where they wanted the buttons and pick lists placed.
Client: There, see? This is the arrangement that makes the most sense to us. Can you do this?
Client: You know, I really don’t understand why it takes your team so long to design these interfaces. We knocked this out in about an hour.
The entire team sat stunned until the senior programmer—a man of very few words—pointed to a button on the PowerPoint screen.
PROGRAMMER: What does this button do?
Client: Well, clearly it administers the training and testing selected by the user.
PROGRAMMER: If I click it right now, it will do that?
Client: Well … no. Actually, it doesn’t do anything yet.
PROGRAMMER: That’s why it only took you an hour.
EVERY FUCKING IDIOT CLIENT FOR EVER AND EVER IN THE WHOLE HISTORY OF THE IT BUSINESS.
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A strange delusion possesses the working classes of the nations where capitalist civilization holds its sway. This delusion drags in its train the individual and social woes which for two centuries have tortured sad humanity. This delusion is the love of work, the furious passion for work, pushed even to the exhaustion of the vital force of the individual and his progeny. Instead of opposing this mental
aberration, the priests, the economists and the moralists have cast a sacred halo over work.