Quality

You know what's fun? Sitting through an ISO training video with a bad hangover.

At least I could amuse myself counting the fucking typos on the screen while the guy was droning on and on about quality!

That was the black fly in my chardonnay, people.

PS: Hey, there, mister training video director. Considering you're filming some woman talking about "quality" in a vulcanized rubber products factory, I think it's safe to assume you failed in the "artist" department. So cool it with the edgy camera angles and the funky zooms.