The old sargeant is standing on the parade ground, reviewing the crunching troops.
"You have done very well last month. The TAS-mini team has met it's goals. That is very good - and it was last month. This is a new month with new goals, new challenges, new mountains to climb.
But I see only that we need to do more and do better. Therefore I am going to conduct a weapons inspection round. I won't tell you when and how.
If I find any spec of dust on the processors, their heat sinks, fans, on the memory chips, on the mobos, on the filters on the fans; if I find any unnecessary resident program, unnecessary processes, filters, macros, anything at all that takes away any small % from the crunching and necessary jobs, then all of those who have not maintened the computers will have 4 hours of hard phys ed after they have cleaned it all out - and the phys ed will go on for the rest of the month!
I'll give you 3 hours to get your acts together.
Oh, if anybody does assimilate, conquer, or obtain (in any legal and correct way) additional computers, that cruncher will get extra :beer: coming weekend - if it is visible in the stats!
Crunchers 'tenshun! Dismissed!"
The officers were seen looking out of the windows from the command centre, they shook their heads, went to the strategy meeting and waited for the old grizzeled sargeant. He shook his head and said: "Good guys, fight well, but they need som more ... kita!"
The captain blanched somewhat and said:"Does it really have to be some kita?"
The lefty - who never had seen any kita, asked: "What is this ... kita? :Q
The captain shook his head and said: "Lets go to the officer's bar and take a :beer: I'll tell you some stories about the sargeant and kita. It is not a nice story ... "
He looked the sargeant in the face and said: "Go on, it may really be necessary."