If that seems like a good idea to you, then you've never tried dealing with drunk customers who have misidentified their own infantilism as "a sense of humor." The device would be subject to unending waiter sabotage in the name of sanity and decency.
Any competent bartender or server can tell if you need another round. I know, I've been one. If your beverage server cannot determine this, it's due to _incompetence_, not technology. To put it another way, a GUI-based tool for network administration that claimed to solve the "problem" of a command-line interface with advanced technology would almost certainly be greeted here with well-earned derision. That is exactly what we're dealing with here. Tipping 20% works much better than any amount of technology for the purpose of getting your next beer on time.
Excellent point! To However, it reminds me of on old chestnut now residing @ Tolkien Sarcasm: http://flyingmoose.org/tolksarc/tolksarc.htm
The Truth about Windows 95 From a rec.humor.funny posting by dated 19 March 1996.
What you did not know about Windows 95
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit.
As we were talking I mentioned that I had recently installed Windows 95 on my PC. I told him how happy I was with this operating system, and showed him the Windows 95 CD. To my surprise he threw it into my microwave oven and turned the oven on. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had become precious to me, but he said: 'Do not worry, it is unharmed.' After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: 'Take a close look at it.' To my surprise the CD was quite cold to hold and it seemed to be heavier than before. At first I could not see anything, but on the inner edge of the central hole I saw a inscription, an inscription finer than anything I have ever seen before. The inscription shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
'No, but I can,' he said. 'The letters are Hex, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here. But in common English this is what it says:'
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them, One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them...
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If that seems like a good idea to you, then you've never tried dealing with drunk customers who have misidentified their own infantilism as "a sense of humor." The device would be subject to unending waiter sabotage in the name of sanity and decency.
Any competent bartender or server can tell if you need another round. I know, I've been one. If your beverage server cannot determine this, it's due to _incompetence_, not technology. To put it another way, a GUI-based tool for network administration that claimed to solve the "problem" of a command-line interface with advanced technology would almost certainly be greeted here with well-earned derision. That is exactly what we're dealing with here. Tipping 20% works much better than any amount of technology for the purpose of getting your next beer on time.
Excellent point! To However, it reminds me of on old chestnut now residing @ Tolkien Sarcasm: http://flyingmoose.org/tolksarc/tolksarc.htm
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The Truth about Windows 95
From a rec.humor.funny posting by dated 19 March 1996.
What you did not know about Windows 95
Recently one of my friends, a computer wizard, paid me a visit.
As we were talking I mentioned that I had recently installed Windows 95 on my PC. I told him how happy I was with this operating system, and showed him the Windows 95 CD. To my surprise he threw it into my microwave oven and turned the oven on. Instantly I got very upset, because the CD had become precious to me, but he said: 'Do not worry, it is unharmed.' After a few minutes he took the CD out, gave it to me and said: 'Take a close look at it.' To my surprise the CD was quite cold to hold and it seemed to be heavier than before. At first I could not see anything, but on the inner edge of the central hole I saw a inscription, an inscription finer than anything I have ever seen before. The inscription shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a great depth:
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'I cannot understand the fiery letters,' I said.
'No, but I can,' he said. 'The letters are Hex, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Microsoft, which I shall not utter here. But in common English this is what it says:'
One OS to rule them all, One OS to find them,
One OS to bring them all and in the darkness bind them...