I’m convinced the design process and cycle at most companies goes something like this:
Stage 1 – come up with an idea.
Stage 2 – rush it to market.
Stage 3 – fix bugs and sell the fixes as updates.
Stage 4 – arrive at a stable product that customer like.
Stage 5 – continue making improvements no one wants.
Stage 6 – fix bugs that were introduced because of the improvements no one wanted and sell the fixes as updates.
Stage 7 – put Stage 5 and Stage 6 in a continuous loop until everyone hates the product.
Pretty much everyone does it. Google is the worst offender but at least they don’t charge you for the updates (because you’re the product) . . . they just shove them on your face knowing that you’re too integrated into their offerings to jump ship.
I wouldn’t mind it so much but I’m convinced no one designing these products actually uses them to do anything productive because if they did, they would realize every “improvement” is an exercise in frustration and a loss of productivity. WordPress is also famous for this.
But, make no mistake . . . every company does it.
And now, the photo:
I have a slew of photos from a couple of trips to Florida that I’ve neglected to share. I decided to remedy this and the above is the first of a series.
There are a lot of photos I want to share . . . I should stop taking new photos until I used up all the photos I currently have. Let’s see . . . that should take no more than five or six years.
I mean, that’s funny . . . but also not . . . but still worth a smile. At least, I think so.
The first name I had for this doodle was “Kablooey” and I then decided to go with . . . That’s Gotta Hurt, Bob.
And . . . that’s it
Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.
You can read about Project 313 HERE.
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