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Der Teufel soll das Wetter holen, er hat es ja offensichtlich auch gemacht.

There is only one way to avert the egg crisis.

The song playing from the loudspeakers is an old German party song about an egg delivery guy ringing a bell and praising his eggs, which, of course, totally aren't a euphemism for parts of his anatomy.

More or less flattering things things named after Roman Emperors. Food and disease edition.

So we're having a meeting with a software vendor about a new ERP solution. Representatives of every department and the boss himself present.

Since all they know is some ancient piece of shit software that had the worst search imaginable, they keep yapping and asking about the search features.

Vendor's representative demonstrates and explains the different search options in depth and mentions the possibility of using wildcard search, the wildcard being an asterisk, as in pretty much any search tool anywhere.

This launches a salesman (who was specifically selected to be on this meeting for being the most IT competent in that department) into a tirade, wildly gesticulating and waving his open and running laptop all about the place while pressing random keys on the keyboard, about how unusable that is, because his keyboard doesn't even have an asterisk. (it does) Anyone who actually knows a thing about computers or two sinks into the ground in embarrassment. Boss keeps nodding in agreement and making supporting interjections on behalf of the salesman.

The end.

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Die Zuhausis von /c/europe haben den Umzug auf die neue Instanz schon vollzogen:

Warum sind wir langsamer, als diese Bürokraten von der EU? Können wir das auf uns sitzen lassen?

feddit.de ist tot, es lebe feddit.org oder so ähnlich

Wenigstens hatte ich gestern Gelegenheit, meinen inzwischen etwas muffigen Erstaccount mal wieder auszulüften...