Ofpie Inspectors. (Thanks, Martin.)

From a forum entitled: Is the threat of Ofsted driving away good teachers?
The pie factory was very proud of its pies, and rightly so. The ovens were old and creaky, and could do with some money spending on them, but all of the pies were sold. The bakers worked hard to produce a good pie, ensuring all the pies had access to the same ingredients, but, through no fault of their own, some of the pies were baked further away from the burners than the others, and turned out a little paler as a result. That was okay, though: some people preferred a paler pastry. All of the pies were bought.One day, the government had a look at the pies baked in other countries. They were startled to see that some foreign pie factories produced pies of a uniform golden colour, with very few undercooked, middle-of-the-oven examples. The government liked pies. They had all previously eaten pies, pie factories were everywhere. Such a simple thing, everyone could be an expert on pie production. At great expense, the government produced a colour chart with the desirable shades of pie goldenness, and distributed them throughout the land. Ofpie inspectors were created to inspect the shades of pies produced back home. Factories were ordered to produce only golden pies, or face censure, closing down or public humiliation of individual bakers.Because there was no investment in new ovens, (all the money went on colour charts) some of the pies were still coming out of the oven a little too pale. The government was not happy. It decided to count ALL the pies in the land that were acceptably golden, and publish the results. The bakers started to worry. What if the people decided to frequent a different bakery, based on the inspector's findings? To keep their rankings on the new golden pie scoreboard, the bakers learned to play the game, to cheat.When they were told the Ofpie inspectors were coming, the bakers quickly removed the pale pies from the middle of the baking trays, coated them twice in eggy-wash and hurriedly baked them again. This resulted in rock-hard inedible pies, but the inspectors would never know. The pies all looked golden, the head baker's paperwork stated they were golden, and so they must have been golden. Ofpie stuck a poster outside the pie factory stating its products were 100% excellent. At the back of the ovens the bakers carefully removed the double-baked and inedible pies, shook their heads sadly, and threw them away. (No pies were injured or discarded in the production of this post).