Out of Pop Tarts (tm)! All I have left is my back-up supply of Hill Country Fare Toaster Pastries!
Dear sweet Jesus, why? WHY?
Inflicting "The ABCs of Sex Education for Trainables" on all my close friends?
(pause for breath, continue banging head on table)
Semicomprehensible work ranting follows--
So, the "On Our Way to English" series is sold in 1) National form (all five product flavors--phonics, guided reading, teacher resources, et cetera), 2) strand form (just the phonics, just the guided reading, just the oral language development), and the Texas form, which, being Texas, is radically different from any other configuration of the product, having a completely different number of "strands," most notably having two subassemblies instead of five.
I spend three hours painstakingly constructing the Texas Bill of Materials from the National Bill of Materials. Then, they change it again, so my original spreadsheet describing the Bill of Materials is invalid. Then, they radically reconfigure things, because Texas doesn't want the "student package" to have six copies of each book, they want one copy of each book. So, all the packaging goes out the window, except the parts that don't. And my spreadsheet is not only invalid, but that this point, has no relationship to anything at all. I'm not too concerned, because once all the changes are on-line, I can download them and make a new spreadsheet.
The Mistress's little assistant wanders up to me and asks that I make a list of the differences in packaging components between the Texas form and the National form. It would be MUCH easier to make a list of the similarities. This is wasting time that I could be doing something terribly useful and beneficial, doing something that benefits nobody. True, I might catch some small mistake, but 1) it's not MY mistake that I'm catching, and 2) I've already done all this, I just didn't think I needed to keep notes.
I hate wasting time like this. There are better ways to waste time. Like writing lengthy LJ entries on company time.
It is, of course, difficult to express the emotional roller coaster that is my relationship to MS Excel.
"They must feel the thrill of toting up a balance book
A thousand ciphers neatly in a row
When gazing at a graph that shows the profits up
Their little cups of joy should overflow"
--Mary Poppins, "A British Bank"