Tuesday, April 1, 2003

Configuration Control

He's a stickler for order: everything in its place, neatly arrayed, nothing moved or turned or misconfigured. He walks from room to room, up the hall and back, looking thru the doorways, checking the tables and counter tops.

And when he finds something askew, a box that's been left behind, a bag that's been dropped, when he finds anything that's not to spec, he lets us all know. He issues a loud warning, barking orders that something is amiss, calling out to all of us, alerting us to the latest flagrant violation of his configuration rules.

He's a stickler for order, and nothing misses his eye. Guinness. The configuration control guard dog.


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