“If at first you don’t succeed, label it version 1.0.”
“Fuck this fucking thing to fucking fuck!”
“Problems?”
“Why did we release this stupid piece of shit?”
Andrews peered over Laslie’s shoulder. “Oh. That. Budget overruns. Time under-runs. Figgis-fiddis. You name it, that one had it. I think we all ended up calling that one Project Icarus at the end.”
“Doomed to crash and burn?”
“Nailed it.”
“I’m gonna root canal this fucker just so I can sleep at night.”
“Yeah, good luck with that.”
“Same ol’ same ol’, Laslie sighed. "If at first you don’t succeed, lable it version 1.0.”
“If you fail again,” Andrews quipped, “call it Beta.”
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