Title: Zeroing In On The Art Of The Accidental Oops
Summary: Who needs malicious planning and dogfights when overtime works just as well?
Written for the 3 Sentance Ficathon prompt ...oops. Don't ask me what year I got that prompt from - I've been trawling through literally hundreds of prompts, I couldn't tell you my own name.
If you have not experienced the Foaraker oops, you have not truly lived. In fairness to those of you who haven't, it is buried about ten books deep in the Honor Harrington series, but still. Required reading.
How tragically predictable, that decision to push on one of the Empire's great projects at triple speed could have negative consequences on the quality of work performed, when speed trumped communication, safety, and even professional pride.
Such an unforeseen pity, that a mistake so minor as a two degree misalignment of systems and circuits could have such a mutually reinforcing effect on the superstructure of a project that took so much time and imperial credits of build. And how unfortunate, that the error was only picked up seven cycles after the permasynethic had set in sections more than seven klicks across - and that the orders came to push on to meet deadlines.
