>>176857>>176859>IT WORKED!!!!Aw, Anon, I'm so glad to hear this!
You made my day.
Really.
Years ago, you see, I used to work at the "Help Desk" of a large corporation, so whenever computer users had software or word processing issues, they would call our "Help Line" and we staff people would run to the person's cubicle or office to help them.
Over time I created a little library of "Cheat Sheets" that I could share with people so that the answers to "frequently asked questions" were all one one handy sheet (which grew in size, over time).
The best part of that job, for me, was when people I tried to help told me that things worked.
So thank you for that feedback.
FUNNY ASIDE - after my first year on that job my Manager called me in for my Annual Review.
She said I was doing a great job except for one thing: she said I was "too helpful," and the other employees in our Help Desk section were annoyed with me.
So she told me to "tone it down" because we're not here to train everyone on everything.
For the first time in my life, something hot rose up in my core.
I'm usually really polite and quiet but as that steam built I finally (nicely) told the manager, "No. I'm not signing off on my Annual Review."
I told her that if the others in my department were ticked off that my efforts were "making them look bad" (in comparison) then the last thing I would do is lower my standards to be at their level, to keep them comfortable.
Instead, I said, "maybe they should raise their own standards, because I am not changing mine."
---> Well, a bit of drama ensued, but it was very professionally handled.
I courteously declined signing my Annual Review and, instead, requested a meeting with my Manager's boss.
I got that meeting and calmly explained my position.
He agreed.
That clause (directing me to lower my standards) was removed from my Annual Review, so I signed it and went on to stay for four more very, very productive and enjoyable years.
When I finally decided to quit that job, to move across country, my manager who wanted me to lower my standards cried and said she really loved working with me.
She said, "I know how shy you are, so when you stood up for yourself and refused to be less helpful, you really taught me a good lesson."
Welp, it's been over 30 years since I left that job and moved, and you know what?
I still have all those Word Processing Cheat Sheets and the tricks committed to memory.
Thankfully, the Microsoft Suite has hardly changed (in keystroke commands, etc.) since Word 97 was committed to my brain.
Anyway, sorry for the long post but your exchange reminds me of that very special job through which both my manager and I learned so much.
BEST OF ALL - that's the job where I learned many of the computer skills that I now use, in my little office, to compile the research that will utterly CRUSH our enemies.
I often reflect on that job, and how grateful I was for the lessons I learned there, and how equally happy I am that God gave me a calm nature, so when shit almost hit the fan, during that first Annual Review, it all worked out so well.
Because I've had to create some monster documents to fight our enemy, and I owe it all to the job that taught me how to be a Help Desk person.
Welp, it's a long post and I apologize, but that's why the exchange with you, here today, means so much to me.
Okay, back to fighting Communist bastards.
Fight, fight, fight!
o7