I got a call this afternoon from the office manager of a branch office of the law firm that employs me. She had an unusual request. She asked if I could locate a group of photos from an event held at her office earlier this year. As the graphic designer for the firm, I maintain a vast electronic archive of every photo, every logo, every graphic, every everything that has ever been sent to me or created by me in the past eight years. Sometimes I will need a little more information to locate the requested information, as I don't always recall what name I have given to files. Usually, I will name folders with the name of the event, along with a string of number code identifying the date the folder was created. The office manger wasn't sure when she sent me the photos. She wasn't even sure if she sent the photos.
I asked, "Who took the pictures?"
She replied, "I did."
"On your camera?" I continued my line of questioning.
"Yes," she answered. She seemed to be getting annoyed.
"And you didn't save the photos anywhere on your hard drive or the network?," I asked.
"Nah!," she dismissed, "I never save shit like that."
She never saves "shit like that," but expects me to lay my hands on them within seconds.
I'm not sure, as office manager, what exactly she manages.
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