Alright, so I kept hearing this phrase tossed around, “what did Rock give to Cody”. Now, I’m not the biggest wrestling guy, honestly, but it got stuck in my head. Not the specifics of whoever these guys are, but the idea of it. One big name, another guy coming up, and something changing hands. It made me stop and think about something totally different in my own little world.
It reminded me of this situation a few weeks back. There’s this younger fella I work with, good kid, really trying hard. Let’s call him Sam. He was banging his head against the wall on a task. He needed to process a bunch of weirdly formatted text files, extract specific bits, and dump them into a spreadsheet. Tedious stuff, prone to errors if you do it by hand.
My First Thought Process
I listened to him explain the problem during a coffee break. And it clicked. I realized, “Hey, I built a little thing for that exact problem years ago!” It was just a script, something I hacked together for a personal project, saved me a ton of time back then. I hadn’t touched it in ages.
Digging Through the Archives
So, I decided, okay, let’s see if I can find this thing. That started a whole little adventure. First, I had to remember where I even saved it. Went through a couple of old external hard drives, dusty things sitting in a drawer.
- Plugged in the first drive. Whirring sounds. praying it still worked.
- Scanned through cryptic folder names like “Stuff”, “Project_Old”, “Utils_Backup_2”. Classic me.
- Finally found a folder named something like “TextParser_v1”. Looked promising.
Opened it up. The code… well, let’s just say my past self wasn’t great with comments. It was a mess. Written in a version of Python I barely use anymore. I almost gave up right there, thinking it’d be easier for Sam to just struggle through manually.
The Clean-Up Job
But that thought, “what did Rock give to Cody”, kinda echoed. It felt like the right thing to do, to pass on this little solution, even if it needed work. So, I rolled up my sleeves.
I spent a good hour or two just figuring out what my own code did. Added comments everywhere. Fixed a couple of bugs I immediately spotted (amazing what fresh eyes can do). Updated some libraries so it would actually run on Sam’s machine without fuss. I made sure the instructions on how to run it were clear, step-by-step, like super simple.
Passing it On
Then I zipped it all up and sent it over to Sam. Didn’t just email it though. I actually walked over to his desk. Spent maybe 15 minutes showing him how it worked, explaining the tricky parts, making sure he understood why it worked the way it did. He asked a few questions, tinkered with it a bit.
And bam! He ran it on his files, and it just worked. Crushed hours of manual work in like, 30 seconds. The look on his face was great. Pure relief.
So, what did the Rock give Cody? I still don’t really know the details of that whole thing. But for me, in my little corner, it was about digging up something old, polishing it off, and handing it over to someone who could really use it. It wasn’t some grand gesture, just a bit of old code. But seeing it help Sam out? Yeah, that felt pretty good. Felt like the right way to handle things.
