- cross-posted to:
- programmerhumor@lemmy.ml
- cross-posted to:
- programmerhumor@lemmy.ml
“It’s not as good as making games in as Unity or Unreal but I can manage.”
Our future is that one day our heads will be attached to VR headsets and our brains uploaded and parsed in 1.9 TiB of MS Excel.
What if I like it? Is there something wrong with me?
Not at all. You just haven’t gotten deep enough into the beast to see the horror.
It depends on how long you use it:
Year 1: Ok, this is kinda cool, but why does it keep fucking breaking?
Year 2: How is it still fucking breaking?
Year 3: I just don’t fucking care why it keeps breaking. I think I hate this program.
Year 4: I hate this program
Year 5: Let the hate flow through you, consume you. Feel the dark side flowing through your fingertips. Yes. Good. Why is it breaking? It’s the end users. Yes… they’ve been plotting against you from the beginning - hiding columns, erasing formulas and even…
merging cells
Que heavy breathing through a respirator.
Year 6: It’s a board meeting. They ask you if you can average all the moving averages of average sales per month and provide an exponential trendline to forecast growth on five million rows of data.
You say “sure, boss, I can knock that for you in Excel in about an hour or two.”
Your team leader interjects “I believe what he was trying to say was we’ll use Tableau and it will take about a month.”
You turn to him with a steely glare.
“I find your lack of faith disturbing.”
Year 7: Your team leader is gone after you pointed out he fucked up one of your sheets that run the business by merging a cell. All data flows through you and the holy spreadsheet, and the board is terrified of firing you because no one knows how your sheets work but you and their entire inventory system would collapse if you leave.
But then the inevitable happens. Dissension in the ranks. The juniors talk of python, R, Tableau, Power BI - anything to release your dark hold upon the holy data. You could crush them all with a xlookup chain faster than they can type a SELECT statement. The Rebellion is coming, but you’re ready. You’ve discovered the Data Model, capable of building a relational database behind the hidden moons of Power Pivot, parsing tens of millions of rows - and your Death Star is almost complete.
You’re ready to unleash your dark fury when the fucking spreadsheet breaks again.
Year 8: New company. They ask if you know Excel. You just start cackling with a addictive gleam in your eye as tears start streaming down your face.
They hire you on the spot.
All they use is Excel. And Access.
You think, ok, this is kinda cool, but why does it keep fucking breaking?
Year 7: Your team leader is gone after you pointed out he fucked up one of your sheets that run the business by merging a cell.
I am laughing about how after 7 years nobody has locked the sheets that run the business to avoid this specific thing.
Or maybe they were kocked and the team leader unlocked it so they could break it without saving a backup.
This is art
We need a /c/MuseumOfLemmy to preserve this treasure in so that it may be cherished and studied by our children and our children’s children and many generations beyond.
Excel is a hammer.
When holding a hammer, everything looks like a nail.
Stop using Excel for anything more than simple data extraction and pivot tables, get a custom solution tailored to your needs rather than a monstrous Excel document that consumes 14 GB of RAM to run.
Got it.
use it as calculator
It really Excels at being a Calc!
I’ve done things in excel that are an abomination in the eyes of the divine.
I have absolutely 0 regret.
Generate localization strings in all requested languages with the “translate” macro without proof checking because you don’t speak Finnish or Japanese?
Worse - pulling data from a web page, then using the power of pure jank to parse this input, and then invoking a sheet of reference string builders to construct formulae and execute them using too damn many @indirects nested into vlookups before finally adding in date aware data reveals, because no excel abomination is complete without trying to parse dates.
Shit man, I’m sure there’s an xkcd for that.
Either that or medication!
You have January 1, 1970 regret?