Twas the Night Before Beta
'Twas the night before beta and all through the house,
Not a program was working, not a keyboard or mouse.
The programmers stared at their tubes in despair,
With hopes that a miracle soon would be there.
The users were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of QIOs danced in their heads.
When out in the playroom there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a super programmer ( with a six-pack of beer ).
His resume glowed with experience so rare,
He turned out great code with a bit-pusher's flair.
More rapid than eagles, his programs they came,
And he cursed and muttered and called them by name,
On Update| On Transfer| On Build| On Delete|
On Batch Jobs| On Closings| On Functions Complete|
His eyes were glazed over, fingers nimble and lean,
From weekends and nights in front of a screen.
A wink of his eye and a twitch of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Turning specs into code; then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger upon the "ENTER" key,
The system came up and worked perfectly.
The updates updated; the deletes, they deleted;
The transfers transferred, and the closings completed.
He tested each whistle, and tested each bell,
With nary a bomb, and all had gone well.
The system was finished, the tests were concluded,
The users' last changes were even included.
And the user exclaimed with a snarl and a taunt,
"It's just what I asked for,
but not what I want!"
Happy Testing!
btw, this is not my work, but i loved it so much i posted it here
Microsoft isnt evil, they just make really crappy operating systems -- Linus torvalds
