The search for something better

Consider a special kind of hell where the demons inflicting the torture suffer as much as the souls damned to receive them. Where every strip of flayed skin and pinch of salt on exposed flesh can be felt by both but the demon is driven to continue regardless.

This is Waterfall

I've used cricket bats, electric chairs, semi-sentient auto cannons and talk back radio. I've threatened the lives of children and made people sign contracts to hand over their firstborn. My army of the night has grown to the point where it can threaten the world. Some or all of these methods used to be required to get projects over the line and in my darker times I actually enjoyed it but let me tell you, it gets tiring trying to think up new ways to inflict pain no matter what anyone says.

When I was introduced to Agile project methodology it was like a shining light in the darkness. A beacon for all my brothers and sisters, the demons and the sinners both.

"My gods!" I cried. "It's so obvious. Why have I lived this way for so long?!" as I inserted a red hot spike into yet another developer's orifice for the crime of not moving an image three pixels to the left fast enough, Satan himself howling that the yellow wasn't yellow enough and he preferred the design he drew on the napkin three months ago.

It was then that my journey truly began.