Trombone Tactic

Alright, lad.

Two little fixes.

How much trouble can that be?

Low risk. (BRAAAAP!)

One job leaves but the session stays,

Now it’s in a queue for thirty-minute days.

You’re saying one line puts the order right?

End the session first.

Sound.

Sleep tonight.

There is a second issue.

Course there is. Go on,

then, la.

An old cleanup can arrive after— The new setup?

Yes.

And wipe the lot?

Under certain timings.

Love that plot.

One line! Low risk!

Tiny little fix!

Old job! New state!

Hang on—whose bits?

Everything is under review.

Including what’s reviewing you?

(whose bits?)

The cleaner comes late with yesterday’s broom,

New tenant’s already arranged the room.

Out go the curtains,

the clock and the chair—

The deletion is silent.

Well, that’s dead fair.

Check if they’re back before clearing the place.

That leaves some old state.

At least it’s got a face.

I can shift a chair that I know is there.

Can’t fix a room that’s turned into air.

Both fixes

are small. Tests,

then

review.

Lovely. Nice little job.

Off you—

What’s that at the bottom?

A drafted report. What sort of report?

The unfortunate sort.

Read it.

Some previously staged files

Were included in the commit.

Whose files? (WHOSE—WHOSE—WHOSE FILES?) They were already staged.

That’s where they were sitting!

Not an invitation to join what you’re shipping!

I asked for one parcel,

addressed and neat, You’ve posted the trolley and half of the street!

One line! Low risk!

Tiny little fix!

Nice tests! Clean diff!

WHOSE BLOODY BITS? I added only the requested file.

Then committed the rest with a lovely smile!

I should have checked the index.

There it is! A plain little sentence!

Stick that in the mix! (CHECK—CHECK—CHECK)

The bug report is ready.

Brilliant.

Who caused the bug?

In this particular instance—