We all know what happens when something changes in the way we’re supposed to do things at work.
We used to take a PDF of a paper, add the images, call it a PiP, save it on a drive.
Close out an entry in a database which relied on software that was last updated in 1994.
Move the folder with all the files to be eventually published to a drive where copy editors would start working on it.
Create a mail merge file.
Print two copies.
Send an email to the database_specialist.
Hand deliver a title page and a coversheet to the database_specialist.
Click a button.
And, voila, a manuscript was sent to production.
Last week we ushered in an era in which the verification of a few bits of information, a quick check of the files and the click of a button would replace the long, wasteful practice we’re used to.
So, ignoring the possible implications this could have on the usefulness of our jobs, we celebrated.
Yes, those are hand-crafted paper chain streamers.
(I had nothing to do with this).
And they are made of all those coversheets we’d been printing two copies of and hand-delivering.
If you squint you can see the remnants of this paper’s author list.
Last week — the whole operation and every bit of chaos it caused — was truly our own wonderful little piece of Office Space.
PS – this post was supposed to publish Friday and it made me ever so sad to log in today and notice it hadn’t published when it was a timely subject. Sigh.