EXCEL humor
Open
a gigantic spreadsheet,
Turn
office chair into a love-seat,
Pivot
table incomplete, Regression line is a crooked street
Trend-line
looks bittersweet, makes me want alcohol neat
Is
the formula correct?
Or
some row or column did I neglect?
Why
won’t the data consolidate?
Dear
MS Suite, am I wrecked?
I
freak out, every time I log out & wave
It
asks me if I want to save,
‘Made
any changes?’ asks my brainwave,
After
ten minutes of thinking, my memory forgave,
And,
in this last stanza I swear,
Sending
my ambitions to child-care,
I
will dive back into the hundred square,
And
faithfully return to my EXCEL affair
