When you un-FUBAR a terminally FUBARed Collections Database.
When you encounter a collection that is so riddled with cataloging and recording errors it seems impossible to mix:
And how you feel after crawling through the collection and scouring the registration office files for two solid weeks (and it only took you three years to schedule this block of time too…kudos!):
But this is how you feel when you find the White Whale/Rosetta Stone/Holy Grail that makes all the craziness make some sense:
Which results in your co-workers seeing you in a whole new light after you’ve fixed the mess and made their lives immeasurably easier:
…for a day or two, until your miracles are forgotten and you revert back to minion status.