> (stlll) at work.
> Old lady coworker comes in. Super elated and excited.
> Be like "Check this out - figured out how to turn on this program, figured out how to make your job easier so you don't need to make degrading graphs of Grade 9 fisher price mathematical functions, in fact, she'll make most of them from now on"
> i'm happy, finally, she is able to do what was supposed to be her own goddamn job in the first place instead of offloading to the only technicallly capable guy on the floor.
> Spend about fifteen minutes telling me about how she learned to specify color codes and change line thickness, interspersed with tales of her weekend.
> Me nodding and struggling to stay awake the entire time.
> Eventually she gets to the end and is like, anyways, let me get to the point.
> Pulls out a piece of paper with written description of how she wants it to look, then tells me she ended up not being able to get it the way she wanted it to look and didn't want to spend more than three minutes on it and decided to have me do it from scratch.
> smiles and leaves like she has found peace with her life.
> she's been doing this to me about once a week for the past year and a half.
just 3 more months.... 3 more months...
