Performance
Original: Performance on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Caption (top banner): THEORY: THERE'S NOTHING WRONG WITH PRODUCTIVITY-ASSESSMENT ALGORITHMS. THE PROBLEM IS THAT HUMANS ARE INCAPABLE OF USING THEM PROPERLY.
Panel: A bearded man in a suit, wearing round glasses and holding a tablet/clipboard, speaks to a red-haired woman in a white-collared shirt and maroon jacket. He pinches his glasses thoughtfully as he addresses her.
Man: WE RECOGNIZE THIS PERFORMANCE REVIEW SCORE DOESN'T REPRESENT REALITY, BUT WHY AREN'T YOU DOING BETTER ON IT?
Votey:
A close-up of the woman's face, drawn in a loose, exasperated style with half-lidded eyes.
Woman: THERE'S AN AMOUNT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE AND YOUR AMOUNT IS NOT THAT AMOUNT!
Panel: A bearded man in a suit, wearing round glasses and holding a tablet/clipboard, speaks to a red-haired woman in a white-collared shirt and maroon jacket. He pinches his glasses thoughtfully as he addresses her.
Man: WE RECOGNIZE THIS PERFORMANCE REVIEW SCORE DOESN'T REPRESENT REALITY, BUT WHY AREN'T YOU DOING BETTER ON IT?
Votey:
A close-up of the woman's face, drawn in a loose, exasperated style with half-lidded eyes.
Woman: THERE'S AN AMOUNT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE AND YOUR AMOUNT IS NOT THAT AMOUNT!
Alt text
A webcomic with a yellow caption banner reading: "Theory: There's nothing wrong with productivity-assessment algorithms. The problem is that humans are incapable of using them properly." Below, a bearded man in a suit and round glasses, holding a tablet, stands across from a red-haired woman in a maroon jacket during what looks like a performance review. He says, "We recognize this performance review score doesn't represent reality, but why aren't you doing better on it?" In the votey aftercomic, a loosely drawn close-up of the woman's tired, deadpan face delivers the punchline: "There's an amount you're supposed to have and your amount is not that amount!" The joke skewers managers who simultaneously admit a metric is meaningless and still demand you improve it.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.