Trapped—the perfect dashboard

Data murders are never forgotten

Trapped—the perfect dashboard
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Trapped—the perfect dashboard

Jill had just been promoted to a senior data analyst role at the tech firm where she had worked for three years. She was now responsible for overseeing the work of junior analysts and delivering insights to the head of data. Their firm had a successful quarter, so Jill wanted to show their progress, performance, and other metrics to the CEO. She instructed one of the analysts to update a dashboard with the latest data so she could present it to the CEO during their firm's quarterly all-hands. Jill's office was on the 13th floor of the building, and she was always the last to leave. One late night as she was taking the elevator from her office to the ground floor, the elevator started shaking violently. It took her by surprise as she had taken the elevator several times in the past.

She was visibly distressed and traumatized but remained calm and could get down safely. Still shaken by the experience, she avoided the elevator and took the long flight of stairs from then. Strangely, none of her colleagues shared similar experiences with the elevator, which puzzled her. On the last day of the week, Jill found himself working a late shift perfecting the dashboard and was all alone when she had to leave the office. As usual, she decided to take the stairs but realized that most of the lights in the stairwell were broken, and it was already very dark. She stood outside the elevator, indecisive about what to do, but eventually decided to get in. She entered the elevator, and the door slid behind her without any event. As the elevator slowly descended, Jill started to shiver uncontrollably, and goosebumps appeared all over her. The elevator suddenly halted, but the doors refused to open. Jill became hysterical, started screaming for help, and pressed all the buttons to no avail. Minutes passed, but no one came to her aid. The silence inside the elevator was broken by a voice saying, "Your change killed my dashboard." Jill found herself on the hospital bed the next day and was told that she had passed out on the office floor from exhaustion. She couldn't make it to all-hands.

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