Life without source control – share your most painful moments and win!
Back around the turn of the millennium and during the final heights of the dot com boom, I found myself in London building the UX for the brand new online-only cahoot bank. (I then realised the miserable weather I was enduring was, in fact, summer and hastily returned to a balmy Aussie winter. But I digress.) As with most things dot com, days regularly stretched into nights and frequently consisted of copious amounts of both caffeine and beer. Mistakes were made. The team I was working in consisted of developers (clearly the intelligent ones), designers (the ones who made life hard for developers) and copywriters (the less said about these, the better). On one occasion, the latter decided that, in...