Should have been born before the printing press
Took over that poor guy’s job today.
His spreadsheets are making me dizzy. He’s got everything color-coded and things all neatly checked off and yes/no all over the place, and saves a new copy every day.
I leave post-its and handwritten notes all over my desk. When I run out of space I hold it in my head.
This is going to be a mess.
