Line manager: Uh, Boss?
Boss: Yes?
L: We finished that new run of the component. We sent it to QA.
B: Okay? Is there a problem?
L: I just got the report back. This batch, uh, didn't meet the tolerance goal.
B: [rubs temple] Okay, shit happens. I guess it goes out as 10%. That's not too bad a hit.
L: Uh, it didn't meet 10% tolerance, either.
B: What? How bad is it? 20%?
L: Uh...
B: It's *worse* than 20%?
L: Most of the parts are barely within 50% tolerance.
B: ...
L: So, uh, we should probably ...
B: Who was running the line?
L: ...
B: It was Chuck, wasn't it?
L: ... yes.
B: Was he drunk again?
L: I don't know. I sent him home.
B: Nobody's made these components in 50% tolerance for thirty years. Where am I going to sell them?
L: ...
B: Okay, AliExpress it is. Go to the noodle shop across the street and offer him some new boxes if we can have the ones his supplies come in. No way I'm putting these parts and the company name in the same room together.
(inspired by some parts I received today...)