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Disclosure: I have been responsible for building shitty dashboards. I personally made most of the errors below. I heretofore apologize to my users and pledge not to do it again. Hopefully, these anti-patterns can help PMs, designers and engineers... | Paul Cothenet | “It doesn’t get easier. You just get faster”. Co-founder at MadKudu.

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Bad Ideas: Prologue

Clark Boyd was a simple human. He’d grown up like many others on the Mars Colony to lead a simple lifestyle. It was his large physique and aptitude with weapons that had landed him the position as a tracker. When the middle-aged man was given his own team, along with an incredibly generous amount of units to fund the hunt, there really was no room to complain. Unfortunately, the search had come up dry and it was time for him to report back to his employer.

“Sir, we...we couldn't locate the girl on Earth,” Clark began hesitantly, “I will personally take responsibility for this…”

His employer's features were hidden by the shadows. The tracker knew very little about his benefactor, if he was to be completely honest. This was only the second time he had even been in the man’s presence. The air within the dark room was choking with a heavy tense undercurrent.

The shadow’s that hid his boss’ face shifted. A soft baritone voice calmly responded, “That is okay. All is well, my boy.”

Clark shook his head and swiftly replied, “I’ll do better next time, you will not be disappointed twice.”

The seated man chuckled while moving one hand to the inner pocket of his suit.

“That’s very admirable of you, but I’m afraid there will be no ‘next time’. Your services will no longer be needed. Goodbye, Mr. Boyd,” his superior man said to Clark while aiming an energy phaser that emerged from the shadows.