A friend and I had breakfast at our local pub. Unfortunately, we both got eggs with broken yolks. My friend complained loudly to me, everyone else seated at our table and even to some poor unfortunates sitting at tables nearby. I swear I even heard him complaining to the guy in the next urinal when in the Men's room. Eventually, still complaining, he ate his inferior egg.
I quietly called the waiter and asked for a fresh egg. The waiter appologised and brought a nice fresh egg 'sunny side up'. I think it always pays to only complain to someone with the power to do something about your problem. Perhaps comments on the site would be better posted to Mr Adams' blog on the topic:
http://dilbert.com/blog/entry/dilbertcom_redesign
P.S. to read all eight frames of today's strip you need to use the blue arrow in the third frame - just above Wally's head ;o)
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