You might think I’m pathetic. Well, you’d be right. What is the corporate world coming to when a sophisticated collection of zeros and ones is elevated to the level of a friend? But you know what? It’s reality. We spend SO much time in front of spreadsheets we might as well face facts. I present for your consideration a hypothetical: if you rated the interactions you had in a given day in terms of personal satisfaction, pleasantness of counterparty, and willingness to interact more with this counterparty, who would finish first: your supervisor, your friend co-worker, your non-friend co-worker, or Excel? I suspect Excel would come a respectable second.
I guess I would consider Excel a friend. It’s a very particular type of friend though. It’s not a close friend. It’s not just an acquaintance. It’s that one type of friend who’s on the cusp of being a real friend. Sometimes that friend behaves normally and you wonder why you ever questioned the relationship. Then there’s the other times. Those times when refreshing a pivot tables wipes out part of the conditional formatting. Those times when your code breaks into debug mode and there isn’t even a break point. Those times when you just want to find the custom document properties, but can’t (hint: it’s under Office Orb – Prepare). It’s at those time when you say Why the #@!% do I hang out with this #@!%.