A wasted 6 months of typing

 I got a new job working for a very large bank.   I thought it was odd that on my first day I showed up at the front door I found that my new boss was on vacation for a week.  One of the other managers came out and helped me get through the process of getting a badge.  He asked me to sit with another coworker for the week until my real boss returned.  I watched as she read information from a report and typed in the information into a new file. She had been doing this for 8 hours a day every day for the last 6 months. The numbers were exactly the same but she typed them into the new file in a different order.  After a couple of days I couldn't take it anymore.  I had her look up the program that created the report. I told her I could modify the program in 5 minutes so it produced the file with the data in the updated order.  This was a wasted 6 months.  Shortly after my boss returned I took over the project. I was able to build and analyze the data in a few days. The project was completed. 



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