Once you start playing with software you quickly become aware that each
Software package has a revision code attached to it. It is obvious that
This revision code gives the sequence of changes to the product, but in
Reality there's substantially more information available through the rev
Code than that. This is a guide for interpreting the meaning of the
Revision codes and what they actually signify.
1.0: Also known as "one point uh-oh", or "barely out of beta". We had
To release because the lab guys had reached a point of exhaustion and
The marketing guys were in a cold sweat of terror. We're praying that
You'll find it more functional than, say, a computer virus and that its
Operation has some resemblance to that specified in the marketing copy.
1.1: We fixed all the killer bugs...
1.2: Uh, we introduced a few new bugs fixing the killer bugs and so we
Had to fix them, too.
2.0: We did the product we really wanted to do to begin with. Mind you,
It's really not what the customer needs yet, but we're working on it.
2.1: Well, not surprisingly, we broke some things in making major
Changes so we had to fix them. But we did a really good job of testing
This time, so we don't think we introduced any new bugs while we were
Fixing these bugs.
2.2: Uh, sorry, one slipped through. One lousy typo error and you won't
Believe how much trouble it caused!
2.3: Some jеrк found a deep-seated bug that's been there since 1.0 and
Wouldn't stop nagging until we fixed it!!
3.0: Hey, we finally think we've got it right! Most of the customers
Are really happy with this.
3.1: Of course, we did break a few little things.
4.0: More features. It's doubled in size now, by the way, and you'll
Need to get more memory and a faster processor ...
4.1: Just one or two bugs this time ... Honest!
5.0: We really need to go on to a new product, but we have an installed
Base out there to protect. We're cutting the staffing after this.
6.0: We had to fix a few things we broke in 5.0. Not very many, but
It's been so long since we looked at this thing we might as well call it
A major upgrade. Oh, yeah, we added a few flashy cosmetic features so we
Could justify the major upgrade number.
6.1: Since I'm leaving the company and I'm the last guy left in the lab
Who works on the product, I wanted to make sure that all the changes
I've made are incorporated before I go. I added some cute demos, too,
Since I was getting pretty bored back here in my dark little corner (I
Kept complaining about the lighting but they wouldn't do anything).
They're talking about obsolescence planning but they'll try to keep
Selling it for as long as there's a buck or two to be made. I'm leaving
The bits in as good a shape as I can in case somebody has to tweak them,
But it'll be sheer luck if no one loses them.
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don’t take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don’t know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I’d forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying “Hello.”
I politely said, “This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?” Suddenly, a manic voice yelled out in my ear “Get the right f**in’ number!” And the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn’t believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn’s correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the “wrong” number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, “You’re an a**hole!” and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word ‘a**hole’ next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I’d call him up and yell, “You’re an a**hole!” It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic ‘аsshоlе’ calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, “Hi, this is John Smith from Telstra. I’m calling to see if you’re familiar with our Caller ID Program?” He yelled “NO!” and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, “That’s because you’re аrsеhоlе!”
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had
Patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I’d been waiting for that spot, but the idiот ignored me. I noticed a “For Sale” sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first аsshоlе (I had his number on speed dial), I thought that I’d better call the BMW аsshоlе, too. I said, “Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?”
“Yes, it is”, he said.
“Can you tell me where I can see it?” I asked.
“Yes, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, in Vaucluse. It’s a yellow house, and the car’s parked right out in front.”
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“My name is Don Hansen,” he said.
“When’s a good time to catch you, Don?”
“I’m home every evening after five.”
“Listen, Don, can I tell you something?”
“Yes?”
“Don, you’re an аsshоlе!” Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two arseholes to call. Then I came up with an idea. I called аrsеhоlе #1.
“Hello.”
“You’re an аsshоlе!” I said, but I didn’t hang up.
“Are you still there?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Stop calling me,” he screamed.
“Make me,” I said.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“My name is Don Hansen.”
“Yeah? Where do you live?”
“A**hole, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front.”
He said, “I’m coming over right now, Don, and you’d better start saying your prayers.” I said, “Yeah, like I’m really scared, аrsеhоlе,” and hung up.
Then I called аrsеhоlе #2.
“Hello?” he said.
“Hello, аrsеhоlе,” I said.
He yelled, “If I ever find out who you are…”
“You’ll what?” I said.
“I’ll kick you’re аrsе,” he exclaimed.
I answered, “Well, аrsеhоlе, here’s your chance. I’m coming over right now.”
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to кill my gаy lover. Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Mowbray Blvd, Vaucluse.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray. I got there just in time to watch two arseholes beating the сrар out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew.
Anger management really works.