(This is the third installment of a story that started here.
As soon as Arthur’s resignation was confirmed, I was summoned to a meeting with the software manager and his boss. They explained what had happened, and asked vaguely if I had any idea what might be done about it. The whole meeting had a strange air of unreality to me. I could not understand why we were having this philosophical conversation. “Why don’t you let me program the damn thing?” I argued. “I’m already familiar with the spec!”
“That’s what we wanted you to say” they replied. Apparently I had to WANT to do this as a precondition of being asked.
I had signed up to write ten thousand lines of code without a design...
(The next installment of this story is here.
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