Are Regression Tests an Industry Standard?

Sludge asks: "I just finished leading a team through a software project. It was the first of it's type for our company: financial transactions were involved, and it was therefore very fault intolerant. In order to complete this, a set of regression tests were written. For example, if the amount of money collected doesn't match up to our order table, we get notified via our cellphone's text messaging as soon as the cronjob picks it up. Lots of other implementation-specific tests exist as well. My question is, how common is this for the software industry? My company had never heard of this before I came along. Is it the norm? (When you answer, also say whether or not your company does risk management.)"

Comments

No.

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Re:No.

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Re:No.

[Anonymous Coward]

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Industry Standard?

[Anal Cocks]

I don't know about these "regression tests," but one thing I know the tech industry just LOVES is KIDDIE PORN and lots of it!!!

It really depends on whether you do anal

[Anonymous Coward]

If you can take a shot in the ass every once in a while, generally they'll give you a little leeway so you can skip regression tests here and there.

Child pr0nography!

[The Porn Count]

Hell with regression tests. Bring on the industry-standard child pr0nography! Oh, come on, admit it. You're a bunch of pedos!!!! You'll feel better when you tell me!! Honest.

Yup.

[renehollan]

I did this at my last place of employment as well as my current one.

In fact regression tests spotted not only implementation errors, but documentation errors when the semantics of a function changed, but the docs, and hence the regression tests didn't match.

Now, strictly speaking, what you describe is more of a sanity audit rather than a regression test, unless you provide test data to trigger the potential conditions you test for.

Re:Yup.

[Anonymous Coward]

I awoke from my sleep to the sound of my radio that morning and stayed in bed to listen to the music. The sun shown through my window in a brilliant display of flickering blotchiness as the leaves on the huge maple outside attempted to eclipse what they could. Always the procrastinator, I laid in bed not wanting to get up for school. I stared at the posters that were scattered across my wall of women looking wanting and lustful. I didn't really have to go to the bathroom because I was up only an hour earlier to go. However, I still had a throbbing morning erection. I fondled myself through the sheets and covers thinking about this girl Lauren in my sixth period English class who always wore these weird hospital gown looking dresses. I must have lay there for about fifteen minutes when I heard my bedroom door begin to creek open. Finally my sister Jaime's head popped through the opening and looked in. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail and was a bit ragged. The bags under her eyes told me that she had not fully woken up yet herself, nor had she taken a shower yet.
"Wake up baby," she said in a tired but seductive voice.
"Leave me alone. I really don't want to go to school today," I retorted.
She flung the door open and rushed my bed. I quickly grabbed the blankets and pulled them up over my head. She lunged up onto the bed and straddled my hips and ripped the blankets away from my head and body.
"Come on honey. Get that sexy ass of yours out of bed."
"Jaime, just give me five more minutes," I exclaimed as I tried to maneuver my hips so she would not feel my early morning erection.
"No way! Just because mom isn't here doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want. Besides, she left me in charge, so what ever I say goes."
She then leaned up on her knees, and I examined what she was wearing. It was a sexy pair of pink lace panties, with a loose nighty, which was also pink with dark pink lettering that read 'slut.' She then plopped her ass back down on my hips and pushed on my erection.
She grunted and said, "nice Chris."
"What?" I asked as she moved back and forth over my erection.
"You know what I am talking about."
She then let her body begin to fall on to mine. As she slowly came down, I peeked down her shirt and gazed at her large breasts. She continued to fall down on me and pressed her breasts against my naked chest. She snuggled her head between my cheek and shoulder. I lifted my arms and placed them around her back and hugged her tightly.
"I love you sweetie, but we really need to start getting ready because we have less than an hour until school starts," she whispered. "And besides," she continued, "If you don't get up, when mom gets back on Friday I will tell her that my perv of a brother likes to look down my shirt at my tits."
She then lifted her head and kissed my cheek and got up off of me. She stood on the floor and stretched her hands above her head. I sat up and stared at the way her body looked. Her strong slender legs, her tight ass, and her breasts, about a B cup all gave her the perfect body. She turned and took my hand in hers and pulled me out of bed. Although she tried to hide it, I saw her smile and snicker a little. I gazed down at my boxers and saw my erection sticking out from between the slit in them. I took my other hand and started to maneuver it back in, when she pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "It's okay. I understand that you're a perv."
Jaime then ran out of the room with a loud and accelerating laugh. I chased after her down the stairs and into the kitchen. There she stood on the opposite side of the island with a box of cereal bars in her hand pointing to them, and said, "when there is no time for breakfast, grab a full daily dose of what your body needs."
I laughed saying, "Don't you fucking wish."
She stared at me and said, "watch you language little boy, or you will get a spanking."
"Oh... My twin sister, who is only three minutes older than me is calling me little boy, and telling me she is going to spank me," I sneered.
Before I knew it, she was running straight at me. I turned around and ran as fast as I could down the hall and back up the stairs yelling laughingly, "did you forget to take your ridilin today?"
I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. Out of breath, I stood against the door and tried to hold it closed, but I couldn't do it. She pushed the door so hard that I fell forward on my knees. She came into the room, full of giggles and helped me up off the floor.
"Come on Chris, we have to get in the shower before it gets any later."
"Fine with me. I am going first."
"Yeah right," she laughed. "I am going first."
"Not a chance in hell Jaime."
"How about this. Why don't we just get in together? It will save us a lot of time."
"Huh?" I asked in awe.
"Yeah, come on. It will be fun," she said as she started turning on the water.
"Don't you think mom would be totally pissed?"
"Listen Chris, what she doesn't know won't hurt her, and besides, we can turn down the lights and just not face each other."
"Mmm, okay I guess."
"Good. Now turn off the light and turn around so I can get undressed," she said as she lifted her shirt exposing her tummy.
I turned around and hit the lights and the room became dark, except for the sunlight coming from underneath the door from the hallway. I felt kind of weird being in this situation. I mean, my sister and I used to take baths together up until we were like nine or so, but then we stopped. I just figured that this was just nothing and like when we were nine and innocent.
Behind me, Jamie was pulling her shirt over her head and threw it to the floor next to me. She then walked up behind me and gave me a hug with my back facing her. I could feel her breasts pressing up against my back and my erection that had subsided while running through out the house, started to regenerate itself. "I love you," she said as I felt her nails softly rake down my chest and move toward my penis which seemed to grow harder the closer she got.
Then, without notice, her hands grabbed a hold of the elastic band of my boxers, and she yanked them down. "Let's go Chico," she exclaimed as she slapped my ass and jumped into the shower.
"I am going to get you for that," I said standing there in the bathroom with my boxers around my ankles, and for a moment, the only noise was that of the water.
Jaime then threw the shower curtain half way open and threw her wet panties at me and hit me in the face. "And just what do you think it is that you are going to do?" she asked with a huge smile on her face.
I stepped out of my boxers, and ran into the shower. I grabbed Jaime playfully and softly shoved her against the shower wall, now pressing my body against hers. I could feel the head of my penis rub against her soft fur. She then pushed away from the wall with little force, and leaned against the shower wall directly away from the showerhead. Grabbing my hips, she shoved me up against her, but this time, my erect penis lay on her stomach. I felt her slowly shimmer downward. My penis slid up between her breasts, as she continued to slowly go down on her knees. I began to moan softly as I felt her cheek caress my penis as she kissed the front part of my hips. Slowly I bent down, allowing my penis to slide between her breasts, until I was kneeling between her legs. I could feel the hair from her pussy on the head of my penis.
For a moment we stared through the extremely dim light into each other's eyes, and started to lean toward each other. Softly our lips met as we slowly kissed. I felt her hand go down my chest and grab on to my penis. "Oh Jaime," I moaned as I placed my hands upon her breasts.
The emotions grew higher every moment we touched. Then Jaime said softly, "Chris, maybe you, or I, or maybe we shouldn't be in here together."
With her hand still clenching my throbbing hard on, and my hand on her tit I asked, "I can leave I guess, but part of me really doesn't want too."
"Don't..."
"Don't what Jaime?"
"Please... Don't... Leave..."
In my head I felt wrong for doing what I was about to do, but my soul told me it was right. I moved my right hand down her tummy and softly rubbed her pussy. "Do it Chris. Please do it," Jaime grunted as she started to stroke my penis. So I slid my middle finger between her lips and vigorously massaged her clitoris.
The faster I rubbed her clit, the more and louder she moaned. She stroked me faster and faster. There was a great tension now that I felt inside of me and inside of her. "Jaime, I am going to cum," I moaned.
"Already?"
"I'm sorry J, I just can't..." Cutting me off she shushed me. Jamie maneuvered her legs in between mine, and shimmered down until she was laying underneath me. She tugged at my cock and pulled me up until the head of my penis was an inch away from her breasts.
"Cum on me Chris. All over my breasts," she commanded with a soft voice as she continued to stroke my penis vigorously.
With that I decided to just let go of all the tension I had in my body. The first spurt shot onto her cheek, and the next crashed onto her nipple. The feelings, both physically and emotionally were so great that I screamed loudly as I clenched her outer thigh. While I was still cumming, she lifted her head and began to engulf my penis with her moist lips, swallowing every last drop that I had in me.
When I couldn't cum anymore, I sat down between her feet and she sat up so that we were staring at each other once again. "That was so great Chris," she said softly.
"God was it great, but now I feel bad."
"How come?" Jaime asked.
"Because I didn't make you..." I paused.
"It's okay. Wanna know something, I did this morning before I even woke you up so don't worry 'bout it."
I was in awe at what she just said to me. I mean, I never quite thought of Jaime pleasuring her self. It gave me warm fuzzies inside. "J, I have never done anything like this before with anyone."
"Neither have I. It felt so good to share that with you, with someone that I love so dearly. Chris, I am, well, I want to say that I am sorry, but I am not. I just feel so warm and so excitable. I know you are my brother, but you are also my best friend." With that she leaned forward and our lips met each others. I could taste the salty discharge that I had left in her mouth. I noticed her hand begin to caress her breast that I had came on. She brought her hand with the white discharge up to her mouth and licked it so that I would see what she was doing. "I love your taste," she said softly. "Would you like to taste me?"
"Yes I would."
With that she stood up and placed her one foot on the tub's rail and spread her legs apart in front of me. So I leaned forward and pushed my tongue into her warm pussy. I wasn't exactly sure what to do, so I started to push my tongue in and out of her. Jamie reached down and started to rub up and down on her clit and said, "Honey, lick me here." Moving her hand away, she grabbed a handful of my hair and began to moan. I pulled my head away and started to lick where she asked. She started moaning louder and louder, so I knew that what I was doing must be right, and with the more she moaned and moved her hips the more excited I started to get again.
With out notice she screamed out and her legs started to shake rapidly. I pulled my face away from her vagina, and she knelt down quickly so that the lips of her pussy straddled the base of my penis. She started to move her hips back and forth on my penis, just like earlier when I was in bed. Then she reached her hand down between her legs, and pushed my very erect penis so that it was standing straight out from my body. Jaime lifted herself up and placed the head of my penis on the entrance of her vagina.
She looked down at my face and we held each other's stare for a moment, and then she said, "God I love this. I want this really bad. You want me too?"
"Yes Jaime. Yes," I replied to her with a whisper.
Slowly she lowered herself onto me. I could not believe how good it felt. She came down onto me very slowly, but when I was halfway inside of her there was resistance. I pushed upward and felt a barrier. Jaime yelped with a high pitch and lifted herself back up and then slowly went back down again. Once again I felt the resistance, but my throbbing cock could no longer take it. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her downward. It felt almost like something breaking as she yelped again only this time it was more of scream in pain. Small whimpers came after, but she picked herself back up and started bouncing up and down on me as my cock went in and out of her now extremely wet pussy.
The wetness and the warmth felt so overwhelming. I wanted to let go of the next wave of cum after the first second, but somehow in all the pleasure held it in. We were moaning so loudly that if anyone else were in the house they would have heard us.
I reached up and grabbed her breasts, and rubbed and massaged them as she continued to move her vagina up and down on my pulsating cock. Jaime lowered down and held her position for a moment as she leaned forward so her breasts were now laying on me. He legs straightened out, and she started kissing my face vigorously. Her hands took a hold of mine and maneuvered them so that I was now clenching on to her ass. I held on and started to push and pull her so that I was ramming her harder and harder with each push.
"Oh my God Chris, I feel like I am gonna explode," Jaime cried out.
I was surprised I was able to hold my orgasm and last as long as I had. I knew I was getting ready to cum just as Jaime said, "Release it Chris. Let go inside of me."
A little shocked and distraught, I said, "But Jai---."
"But nothing," she interrupted. "Just let it go Chris. Please."
I tried talking again, but Jaime was moaning and screaming so loudly that she couldn't hear or notice a damn thing. I tried slowing her down with my hands on her hips. However, she grabbed my hands and with hers on top held them on the floor of the tub and began to take over the control of the movements. The water was so warm as it dripped off of her body and onto mine. I was a little in dismay, but the feelings were so good that I didn't want to ruin it for either of us.
Jaime's body started to shake, and I could feel the inside of her vagina become extremely tight as it seemed to pulsate on my dick as she continued to move up and down on it. I was at my breaking point and I couldn't hold it any more. "Jaime, I am gonna..."
It was at that very point that I exploded. I was cumming so hard that I think it was getting Jaime off as much as it was me. I could feel each individual spurt launch upward into her. Wave after wave of emotion and pleasure creamed through my body, almost like being hit point blank by a dump truck.
As my cumming subsided, she slowed her pace. My penis was tingling, throbbing, and still having its own little contraction even though I was done cumming. She started to bite my lower lip, and then slowly stopped her movements. She glared into my eyes for a moment and then closed them as she lay her upon my chest. We were there motionless for minutes, not saying a word, just listening to the sound of the warm water flow out of the showerhead and all over us. My penis slowly became flaccid and started to slip out of her.
"Thank you Chris. That was so... So..." Jaime paused.
"That was beautiful," I finished for her.
"Yes. It was very much, but I don't..." she paused again, and then pulled her body off of mine.
"What Jaime?" I asked with concern, but she ignored me and got out of the shower. I heard the door open, then close, and then silence. It was a disturbing silence. I didn't know what to think. I got up of the floor of the shower and washed and rinsed as quickly as I could. Once finished I hurried out of the shower and threw a towel around my waist. As I opened the door I looked down the hallway, only to hear a few footsteps and the front door closing.

if you want the Cutting Edge, look to porn

[Frothy Walrus]

the porn industry generally has the cutting edge of the computer industry at any given time. if you want to see what the industry's real, monetary leaders are doing, look to them for example.

Re:if you want the Cutting Edge, look to porn

[Anal Cocks]

I guess you read at -1, eh?
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Well -- it's a booming industry, you know.
Exploiting 8 year-olds and all that.
Move to Russia.
Enjoy the sweet taste of KIDDIES.

Cock!

[Anal Cocks]

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i've done this

[krog]

back when i was the site developer for a porn company (streaming online video of 24-hr live cumshots and barely-legal type stuff.... quite an operation) i regression-tested the whole darn thing. it was a hell of an operation but the finished product is worth it in the end.

i just did what i learned in Software Engineering Lab class :)

Kiddies!!

[Linus Turdballs]

Come on, fuck 'em hard! It's what they're for, right? Right???

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[Dick Veiney]

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Regression test tools?

[hackwrench]

What tools are being used for regression testing...and also I'd like more information on how to use regression testing to catch documentation errors.

Re:Regression test tools?

[renehollan]

We did it the old fashioned way: designing unit tests for each function and state transition for stateful interactions. The results were matched against what was supposed to happen, and stimuli for errors were included as well as stimuli for non-error responses. You can scale this technique up to subsystem and system testing and adapt it for client/server and p2p protocols.

You catch doc. errors this way because when the test reveals an error it means one of three things: (a) you coded the test wrong; (b) you found an implementation error; (c) the implementation is right, but you coded to the docs, which were wrong.

Now, if you use various 4GL tools (dunno if Rational Rose lets you do this), they might be able to automate the tests for you.

Good luck.

Automated regression tests are great

[ObviousGuy]

Not having automation is one thing. It's actually quite a bit of work to get a good regression test automated. Testers, many very green fresh out of school types, generally do not have the experience necessary to write good tests that can fit into a harness framework. SDETs have the experience, but are more expensive to hire and keep around.

If management knows about automation but no such system exists in the company, it's mainly a matter of money and tuits. If management doesn't know about automation at all, then you're dealing with very inexperienced leadership. Any book that deals with software testing, even the very simple treatment of the topic by Kaner, Falk, and Nguyen discusses test automation and regression testing.

THE OFFICIAL TACO-SNOTTING FAQ

[poopbot]

THE OFFICIAL TACO-SNOTTING FAQ [slashdot.org] By J. Wipo Troll, Esq. [slashdot.org], $Revision: 1.16 $ [This article attempts to document a vile, ungodly practice that runs rampant through the homosexual geek and hacker community, a practice known as âoeTaco-snotting,â or simply âoesnotting.â Taco-snotting is something that few geeks dare talk about in free or open conversation, but it is nonetheless a widely-practiced and dangerous form of homosexuality. If you or anyone you know has ever engaged in Taco-snotting, please get professional help [adequacy.org] before it is too late. â"ed.] Why do I keep receiving emails from an individual calling himself âoeCmdrTacoâ? You have been receiving unsolicited mailings from a certain Robert âoeCmdrTacoâ Malda [cmdrtaco.net], owner of the popular technology website slashdot.org [slashdot.org]. Actually, itâ(TM)s not a very âoepopularâ site in the common sense of the word; the site is rife with pimply, antisocial geeks and hackers, zit-faced nerds, communists, dirty GNU hippies [yahoo.com], and other societal rejects and outcasts. Itâ(TM)s also home to one of the worldâ(TM)s largest suspected pædophile rings, the infamous âoeSlashdot crew.â Whenever Mr. Malda gets bored (and who wouldnâ(TM)t, running a site like Slashdot all day), he roams through the user database, penis in hand, looking for people who might enjoy engaging in homosexual activities with him. How he determines this is anyoneâ(TM)s guess; but if you have a homosexual-sounding nickname, or a nick with a letter of the English alphabet in it, youâ(TM)re a potential candidate. This time, he found you. Lucky you. Mr. Malda seems to be speaking in some sort of code. Do you know what it means? CmdrTacoâ(TM)s code language is relatively easy to decipher. This pervert prefers to speak in thinly-veiled sexual innuendo (yes, thatâ(TM)s right: he wants you) to evade the watchful eye of Slashdotâ(TM)s parent corporation, VA Software [yahoo.com]. Mr. Maldaâ(TM)s âoeCommanderâ is, of course, his penis: a small, withered little thing that lives in his pants and only comes out in the presence of other male geeks or at the beck and call of Maldaâ(TM)s own lubed-up right hand. His âoeTaco bells [sonymusic.com]â are the shriveled testicles that droop beneath his Commander, and his âoeTaco sauceâ is his thin, runny semen. It should be more than obvious to you now what he means if he asked you to âoering his Taco bellsâ or âoetaste his gourmet Taco sauce.â I would also guess CmdrTaco asked you to engage in a practice known as âoeTaco-snottingâ and, if he was in a particularly depraved mood at the time, a âoecircle-snot.â Good Lord. And, yes, he did. What is âoeTaco-snottingâ? âoeTaco-snottingâ is the term used by Robert Malda to refer to the depraved act of fellating another man (homo- or heterosexual; CmdrTaco is rumoured to prefer raping unwilling victims), then blowing the semen out his nose and back onto the face and body of his victim. Naturally, a long, bubbly stream of milky-white semen is left on CmdrTacoâ(TM)s face [go.com], dribbling out of his nose and down his cheek: hence the term, âoeTaco-snotting.â And if thatâ(TM)s not bad enough⦠A âoecircle-snotâ is a Taco-snotting circle-jerk, another practice common among the Slashdot crew [bastardgenres.com]. CmdrTaco, CowboiKneel [aol.com], and Homos get together and snot each other with their gooey, sticky cum â" spooging their jizz-snot all over each otherâ(TM)s faces and pasty, white bodies, until theyâ(TM)re covered head to toe with their own and each otherâ(TM)s man juice. This vile, ungodly ritual can go on for hours. For the homosexual penetration that follows this lengthy foreplay, Roblowme is usually there to provide plenty of anal lubricant; he owns a limousine service and has ample supplies of motor oil and axle grease ready to go. To complete this perverted orgy, fellow faggots Michael, Timothy, and Jamie will usually join in, dressed in tight leather mock-S.S. uniforms, jack boots, and leather gloves. The homosexual shenanigans that follow are nearly beyond description. The whole group begins to snot each otherâ(TM)s spunk and whip each otherâ(TM)s pudgy asses with riding crops and chains until their pale, white geek bodies are exhausted and soaked in stinking sweat from the hours of passionate, homosexual revelry. Ewwwwww. So, can I stop receiving these emails? Hopefully, but I wouldnâ(TM)t count on it. To begin with, you most likely forgot to uncheck the âoeWilling to Snotâ checkbox in your account preferences. CmdrTaco has probably already got the hots for your wad (do you have a homosexual-sounding nick?), and heâ(TM)s probably already been lurking outside your bathroom window for weeks with a camera, some tissues and lube, just waiting to pounce and declare you his new bitch. Thereâ(TM)s no escaping a geek in heat (trust me), so itâ(TM)s probably too late for you, but you can possibly rectify this situation. To remove yourself from CmdrTacoâ(TM)s sights, log into your Slashdot account, go to your user page, click on Messages, and uncheck the box next to âoeWilling to Snot.â Maybe heâ(TM)ll ignore you. Probably not. I canâ(TM)t stop receiving these emails from CmdrTaco!? If you indulge him in a Taco-snot or two, hemight leave you alone. You might also want to look into mail filtering, restraining orders, or purchasing a heavy, blunt object capable of warding off rampaging homosexual geeks in heat. Trust me, when they charge⦠oh, the humanity. If he gets you, and you let him Taco-snot all over you, you will most likely end up tied up in his basement to be used as his sex slave for the rest of your life (or until he accidentally drowns you in spunk in a circle-snot). Have you ever been Taco-snotted? Unfortunately, yes. I first met Mr. Malda at an Open Source Convention [amazon.com]. He invited me back to his room for a game of Quake and some âoegourmet Tacos,â but when I got there, the perverted geek jumped me and handcuffed me to his bed, stripping me. After taking his âoeCommanderâ out of his pants, Mr. Taco made me suck the withered thing six times, virtually nonstop. He then performed his vile Taco-snotting ritual on me three times over the next two hours, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm after sweaty, mind-numbing orgasm⦠then he snotted my own thick, gooey jizz back onto my face out of his nostrils! He snotted me two more times, first into my mouth, then again on my exposed belly. CmdrTaco invited several of his Open Source (or rather, âoeOpen Sauceâ â" man sauce) buddies over to continue their ungodly snotfest. European hacker and known überfaggot Linux Torvalds raped my ass [yahoo.com] with his âoemonolithic kernel [yahoo.com];â his partner-in-crime Anal Cox used their âoenetwork stackâ in a multitude of unspeakable ways on and in every orifice of my defenseless, tender, young body. Michael Sims was there in his leather Nazi uniform, caning my previously-virginal ass with a bamboo pole and ranting about âoeall those Censorware [spectacle.org] freaks out to get him.â That is so disgusting! How did you finally escape? After about 16 hours of countless unholy, homosexual atrocities perpetrated against my restrained body, they all finally went to sleep on top of me, sweat-soaked and exhausted. I was left there, completely covered in bubbly, translucent jizz-snot, chained to the bed, with half a dozen fat, pasty-white fags lying around and on top of me. Fortunately the spooge coating my flesh worked wonderfully as a lubricant â" I was able to squirm my way out of the handcuffs and slip out the back door (of the apartment, not their back doors). Iâ(TM)m just glad I survived the awful ordeal. These sexually-repressed hackers had alot of built-up spunk in their wads â" I couldâ(TM)ve easily been drowned! Thatâ(TM)s horrible. Does âoeTaco-snottingâ have anything to do with CmdrTacoâ(TM)s âoespecial tacoâ? No, thatâ(TM)s a different disgusting perversion CmdrTaco indulges himself in. Mr. Malda is usually not satisfied with merely snotting your own jizz back onto your face, he most often enjoys involving his own bodily fluids in his twisted games. WeatherTroll [slashdot.org] has spent some time trying to educate the Slashdot readership [slashdot.org] about this vile practice (emphasis added): You may be wondering what CmdrTacoâ(TM)s âoespecial tacoâ is. You will be wishing that you hadnâ(TM)t been wondering after you finish reading this post. To make his âoespecial taco,â CmdrTaco takes a taco shell and shits on it. He then adds lettuce, takes out his tiny withered dick (otherwise known as his âoeCommanderâ), puts his âoespecial taco sauceâ on it which means he jacks off on the taco, and adds a compound to make the person who eats the taco unconscious. Of course, the compound does not make the person unconscious until the taco is fully eaten. Thus CmdrTaco force-feeds the taco to the unsuspecting victim. After all, who would knowingly eat shit and CmdrTacoâ(TM)s jizz? After the victim is unconscious, he is held against his will and used for CmdrTacoâ(TM)s nefarious homosexual purposes. This includes shoving taco shells up the victimâ(TM)s ass, Taco-snotting, and getting Jon Katz involved. Trust me, you do not want Jon Katz anywhere near your unconscious body. Also, rumor has it CmdrTaco is looking for a new goatse.cx guy [goatse.cx]. Donâ(TM)t let it be you! Different ungodly perversion, yet no less revolting. It should be clear to you now that Robert âoeCmdrTacoâ Malda is a very, very sick individual, as are most of the Slashdot editors. Does Jon Katz get involved in any of this? I thought he was a pædophile, not a homosexual. Actually, Jon Katz is a homosexual pædophile. Heâ(TM)s also a coprophiliac, and, many suspect, a zoophile. Mr. Katz is somewhat of a loner and doesnâ(TM)t involve himself in the circle-snots, but that doesâ(TM)t mean heâ(TM)s any less of a freak than the rest of the Slashdot crew. Katz often engages in a game called âoejuicy-douching [aol.com]â with a harem of little-boy slaves that he has collected over the years: yet another vile practice which involves administering an enema to himself of the little boyâ(TM)s urine (forced out of them with a pair of pincers), spooging the vile muck from his ass back into the enema bag, then dribbling and slathering the goo all over himself and the boyâ(TM)s chained, naked bodies. If heâ(TM)s in the mood, he will sometimes skip refilling the enema bag from his distended anus and just squirt it from his ass [microsoft.com] onto the crying, terrified boys. Unwilling boys are further tortured with the pincers until they comply and allow Mr. Katz to juicy-douche them at will. A boy will usually last about two years before Mr. Katz either accidentally drowns them in diarrhea or kills them once they get too old, usually around 13 or 14. Not content with being a pædophilic coprophile, Mr. Katz is also quite the zoophile. As if the sexual escapades with the helpless little boys arenâ(TM)t enough, Jon usually enjoys his juicy-douches best when his penis is firmly planted in a female goatâ(TM)s anus [yahoo.com]. He is also rumoured to get off on watching his little boys eat the goatâ(TM)s small, bean-like turds, and he often kills his older boys by letting his goats trample them. â¦Are you getting hard writing this? Why, yes. :) Join me in a WIPO-snot? No, thanks. Iâ(TM)m already CmdrTacoâ(TM)s boi toi. ________________________________________ * The URL of this document is * Previous revisions are publicly available at $Id: tacosnotting.html,v 1.16 2001/12/28 21:20:03 wipo Exp $ Copyright © 2001 J. Wipo Troll, Esq. [slashdot.org] Verbatim crapflooding of this document is permitted in any medium, provided this copyright notice is preserved, and next time you take a dump, you think of the WIPO Troll and all heâ(TM)s done to make Slashdot a better place.

Trolling /. since 7/8/02

Snot!

[Linus Turdballs]

Snot FAQ! Someone posted the Snot FAQ! My life is complete!!!!!

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[Dick Veiney]

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my experience...

[Anonymous Coward]

Posting anonymously for a reason...

I work for a company (not, microsoft, one you've probably never heard of) as a "customer support software engineer." We call ourselves janitors, though, because we clean up after development shits all over the place.

Every time a change set is entered, it must pass qa testing to make sure it fixes whatever the problem was. Bull shit. Most of the time, we can't recreate the problem anyhow, and our testing is unrelated to the real world. There is code that crashes instantly that get released out in the wild.

Additionally, bug reports accumulate faster than debt at Enron. If it's not labelled critical, it won'tget looked at. If it is labelled criticla, it will get lookde at, but only long enough to mark it as non-critical. If a bug is older than 1 year, it's often marked as not being an issue, even if it still is.

Jaime McCarthy.

Re:my experience...

[Anonymous Coward]

Every time a change set is entered, it must pass qa testing to make sure it fixes whatever the problem was. Bull shit. Most of the time, we can't recreate the problem anyhow, and our testing is unrelated to the real world. There is code that crashes instantly that get released out in the wild.

Additionally, bug reports accumulate faster than debt at Enron. If it's not labelled critical, it won'tget looked at. If it is labelled criticla, it will get lookde at, but only long enough to mark it as non-critical. If a bug is older than 1 year, it's often marked as not being an issue, even if it still is.

The "Customer Support Software Engineer" is sort of throwing me off because I'd expect CSE, but I'll take a stab: Cisco TAC?

Re:my experience...

[Golden Eagle]

Posting anonymously for a reason...

*snip*

Jaime McCarthy.


"'Dear idiots: If you ever want to see your pets again, give us the avocado. Love, Waldo and Steve.' Hehehe"
"WHAT??? That's not funny!"
"Of course it's funny. Look, they cut out magazines to make the note and then they went and signed with their names."

Re:my experience...

[Anonymous Coward]

No he si defanatley from micro$oft. He syas they ship sfotwaer with bug sand only mirco$fot makes bugs not LUNIX (OPEN SOARS 4EVAR!!!!1111) PLus eh says he is not frmo mcir$fost and BILL GATSE si a liar and he is lying to so he si defanately MCIRO$OFT.

Re:my experience...

[Anonymous Coward]

What a fuckwit!

Golden Eagle.

Obviously not

[Mordant]

if you work for Microsoft, where they don't seem to care about backwards compatibility. ;>

Regression Testing

[SN74S181]

The last place I worked did extensive regression testing at all levels of software development. I was a member of a team developing telemetry firmware for communicating with implantable medical devices, so needless to say we needed to minimize any problems. Software 'bugs' in the field are not taken lightly.

Rick Austenson is GAY!

[Anonymous Coward]

His mom is a transsexual and they have anal buttsex every night.

Re:Rick Austenson is GAY!

[Anonymous Coward]

Hell yeah he is, I hear he also likes to eat the poo!!

industry standard nomenclature

[Pauly]

In order to complete this, a set of regression tests were written. For example, if the amount of money collected doesn't match up to our order table, we get notified via our cellphone's text messaging as soon as the cronjob picks it up.

What you describe isn't regression testing. Regression testing "is a quality control measure to ensure that the newly-modified code still complies with its specified requirements and that unmodified code has not been affected by the maintenance activity." More accurately what you've done is paranoid programming. Really, these two things are orthogonal.

My question is, how common is this for the software industry? My company had never heard of this before I came along. Is it the norm? (When you answer, also say whether or not your company does risk management.)

This depends. Every company I've worked for has claimed to be concerned with mitigating risks both in the testing phases and post-release phases of the software development lifecycle. However, the amount and kind of testing and programming actually done have varied wildly and always ends up being determined by the industry for which the software is being built. In your case, money is the biggest factor. Organizations such as banks and other financial institutions are highly risk-averse due to the responsibilities and legal concerns related to handling others' money. It follows that these organizations regularly conduct formal testing of their code as well as "program paranoid" to mitigate screw-ups. In start-up's I've worked at in the past, this wasn't nearly the case since it was more important to get a product out the door and this sort of testing/coding always went out the window with looming deadlines.

So to answer your question, yes, regression testing (and paranoid programming) are highly common in the IT industry and their respective importance is a function of the risk aversion of the intended users/customers. My advice is to always practice good, paranoid, professional programming augmented by formal testing procedures. Vary the time spent on each to achieve the appropriate balance.

Frankly, the best way to enlighten yourself on this matter is to educate yourself in the ways of Extreme Programming. The horribly trendy name aside, this is the truly the only management fad I've seen in 10+ years that holds any merit.

Re:industry standard nomenclature

[FortKnox]

I agree with this post.

Seriously, though. I used to work in a company that wrote testing software. Regression tests are tests that you know work (and tests that fail when they are supposed to).
For example: A few regression tests for a calculator would be to run a few additions, multiplications, etc, and ensure the answer is correct. Divide by zero and ensure the calculator fails the calculation (friendly fail).

When you make the next version of the software, you run said tests against the new system to make sure what you just added/modified didn't break the stuff that already worked.

Yeah, they are industry norm, especially on sellable products.

Microsoft employee alert!

[Anonymous Coward]

"ObviousGuy" is obviously a tester at Microsoft. Nobody but Microsoft uses the term SDET (Software Design Engineer in Test). Plus he mentions Kaner, whose silly testing book is standard issue for newbie testers at Microsoft.

Re:Microsoft employee alert!

[Anonymous Coward]

Have a look at his journal! He's definitely a softie! Could he be an astroturfer?

Testing?

[codexus]

We hardly ever test anything before releasing it. So, regression testing? Customers are our regression tests, they are quite fast at finding all the stuff we've broken with the new release.

Re:Testing?

[Anonymous Coward]

RedHat?

Re:Testing?

[alienmole]

Microsoft?

Don't talk to me about managment....

[Mark Hood]

I wrote some automated test programs in my last job.

Used a very expensive tool (which we already had) to perform very simple regression testing on a new software package, and found more faults in an automated run over one weekend than we normally found in a two month period testing by hand.

Saved the company and customers untold amounts of money, and when the software went live we had at most 5% of the normal faults reported in that area. Customer was delighted.

For the next project I wanted to expand the tool to cover more of the functionality. Everyone appreciated the reasoning, and I asked for a month or two to develop it. (In a pinch I could have done it in a fortnight, but I'm an engineer, so I padded my estimate :)

The response? 'Do it the old way - our project timescales are too tight for this'.

Even a 'give me a fortnight and let me prove the concept' fell on stony ground. This DESPITE the fact I'd proved the concept already.

Shortly afterwards, I quit - this was the final straw for me.

All the wonderful automation, test tools and experienced testers count for nothing if management have an anus/cranium interface issue...

Re:Don't talk to me about managment....

[ObviousGuy]

I feel bad for you. An automated regression suite would cut future testing time as well. But again it seems that my first instincts were right: your management couldn't (or claimed so, at least) afford the cost and certainly didn't have enough tuits.

A system that is necessary for long term in-house use and that requires constant development, a regression suite ought to be mandatory. Another post talks about banking systems.

OTOH, a product that is to be shipped to customers, there are a few more considerations. First is whether the product will continue being developed. If it takes two months to develop the test suite, but it only takes 2 weeks to run a full test pass using current techniques, management will always choose not to develop the suite. If the product is in its first release and it appears to have a long happy road ahead of it with multiple releases and upgrades, then it makes sense to spend a little time up front developing the suite in order to cut down on the workload later on.

A game wouldn't need an automated regression suite because it is simply a one-off deal. A game engine, OTOH, definitely needs one as the plans are to have it in many games.

Re:Don't talk to me about managment....

[Anonymous Coward]

If it takes 2 weeks to run a full test pass and 2 months to develop a test suite, then go for the test suite!
You are going to want to run the tests more than once. In fact if you have the tests before you have the program, it should speed up the programming. ( According to XP)

Re:Don't talk to me about managment....

[Nyarly]

This is slightly off topic, but what in the Sam Hell is a "tuit?" The first time it looked like a typo, but the second time you used the word it seems you meant it. And your usage suggests that you're trying to use the word "tuits," so WTF is it supposed to mean?

Re:Don't talk to me about managment....

[Anonymous Coward]

It's a small circular disk. In other words, it's a round tuit.

So if management doesn't have one, they simply haven't gotten a round tuit.

Simple scripts

[heikkile]

I know this is not a commercial project in a large corporation, I thought I mention it anyway. In the GnuGo project we have a large set of simple test scripts, and all the time we keep track of which of them succeed, and which fail. There are always some failures, but we can live with that (we sort of have to). This test set has saved us a lot of time. It has also given valuable information on the effects of a new algorithm or piece of code, or what happens when you adjust some tunable parameters. No expensive tools used, just a bit extra coding to make all the necessary information available for the tests, and a few scripts...

change management

[martin]

Is also a great tool, not just risk management.

there are subtle differences between the two.

Testing is very common

[PinglePongle]

As someone else has already mentioned, the process you describe is not strictly speaking regression testing.

I have worked on quite a large number of software projects, and every single one included "testing". The level to which software is tested, however, varies widely. One project I worked on was a billing application which collected the entire company's annual revenue. Yep, we tested that one pretty rigorously....But I've also worked on web site projects where the downside of getting it wrong was not so severe; we tested almost as an afterthought.

There are a lot of test "gurus", and a bunch of different methodologies to provide a testing framework. Checkout testing.com to get a feel for this...

It all boils down to the decision how much time do you spend on testing versus other quality assurance methods. Testing is the most expensive and least effective way of finding bugs except for releasing the code to your customers. Practices such as specification, design and code reviews, design-by-contract, aspect-based programming give you far more bang for your buck.

FWIW, on the billing project, we had a formal specification review to make sure that the product we built did what the business needed, a business representative to help fill in the blanks in the specification, a design review to make sure that the software we intended to build was indeed what the spefication asked for, and made sense in its own right. We produced numerous prototypes and mock-ups to get our customers to tell us we were on the right or wrong track without having to learn to read software design documents.
During the code phase, we created unit and integration tests which measured the kinds of thing you mention (e.g. order total must equal sum of order lines), and had a dedicated test resource. We ran code reviews. We also made sure we showed the work in progress to our business sponsors as often as we could.
When we thought we were done, we had a formal show-n-tell to present our work to the business; this lead to a bunch of rework, which again was tested, reviewed etc.

The software was succesful from the business point of view; with hindsight, I'd say that the code was truely awful, and I wish we'd spent more time on code reviews. How important was testing in the QA process ? It provided a useful yardstick to tell us how close we were to meeting our objectives. Would I have relied on testing without all the other stuff - reviews, prototypes, great access to the business folk ? Hell no - if you don't know that what you're testing is what the customer wants, your tests are pretty much valueless.

So, I guess I distrust any organisation that over-emphasizes testing as a QA process - there are better ways of avoiding bugs. On the other hand, you have to provide the appropriate level of testing - if you're writing nuclear missile guidance systems, you need to allocate a lot more resources to testing than if you're building a website to hail your cats' achievements as politicians.

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[pmz]

You have to be careful with phrases like "regression testing". Here on one project, all the managers where spouting it when no one knew what it meant. They just enjoyed saying "regression" (sounds smart) and putting it on the reports to imply quality where there was none.

So, while I still don't understand what regression testing really is, I do know to warn you to learn what it is first before you begin employing it. That way, fewer people on the project will be fooling themselves about the quality of the end product.

Yes, we do it.

[Spudley]

Regression testing has been going on at my office since I joined, and for many years previously.
Under our Unix-based app, we use a terminal-emulator which supports scripting to send sequences of characters to the app to simulate normal use. Very easy, and very efficient.
We're currently in the process of trying out various Windows-based regression testing packages, to test our brand-new Windows-based app (which, sadly is due to replace the Unix app), but it's proving to be a much harder thing to do under Windows than under character-based terminals, because of the mouse-driven and event-driven nature of the environment.
We are starting to get to grips with the problem, but it has been a much bigger task than we expected. If a minor detail (eg size of an input field) changes in the Unix app, no changes are needed to the test-suite; under Windows, you have to keep a much tighter control on it.

That's not regression testing

[shoppa]

It was the first of it's type for our company

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In order to complete this, a set of regression tests were written.

That's not really regression testing. Regression testing is making sure something that used to work still works; this is done by running tests that were originally done to qualify the original software.

If you don't have any test results from the "before" system, you cannot compare them with test results from the "after" system. And without such a comparison, you are not regression testing.

The one example test you describe is more of an internal-consistency-error-handler check. These are important too, of course. Perhaps the most difficult part of internal-consistency-error-handler testing is that you have to cause an internal inconsistency to test the error-handling code.

How common is professional practice?

[Anonymous Coward]

Regression tests are not common, just as sound auditing and good security are not common. However, regression checks are essential if you are developing large programs and have any concern about quality. IMHO the companies that do not provide for regression testing in their budgets and schedules are guilty of malfeasance, misfeasance and nonfeasance.