Things that happen at work;
Head Plumber, who I haven’t heard from in a month, calling me at work, no greetings or anything: I’m lost.
Me: Lost on what?
Head Plumber: *literally spends one minutes and 47 seconds cussing out Excel spreadsheets, before explaining* I have fifteen dumb fucks, I need to add the little tabs at the bottom with each of their names. And then I need to plug in each address they do, and I need a way to know if they had an outage.
Me: Okay. How many things across the top do you need to be on each page with a name?
Head Plumber: Uh. A through K.
Me: Okay, select row 1 on a through k, and hit control c. Then hit the little plus sign down at the bottom where you need the new name to be. *walk him through typing in the new name, paste, show him how to apply filters, and then how to do filter searches by address, color and number*
Head Plumber, at the end: Okay, I’m going to repeat back to you everything you just said to make sure I’ve got it.
Me: *dies a little bit inside, because I did exactly this to him when I was new and learning about gas flow and pressure*
