Do I have a life?
I often ask myself this question when I feel cornered by work and today is no exception.
As per usual, we have a customer who wants something last minute and then buggered off on holiday, so I am left holding the baby, sorting out the IT side for the new website templates, only to find they've done a hatchet job of the content.
Unable to let tardiness in presentation get the better of me*, I have ended up sorting out the worst of the content so that it is at least presentable-ish for the time being.
All of which has lead to my still being in the office at 9:30 at night, with all of my plans for tonight scrapped.
I am not a happy bunny.
* Not that I'm top-notch when it comes to presentation, but I can at least make things look acceptable.
As per usual, we have a customer who wants something last minute and then buggered off on holiday, so I am left holding the baby, sorting out the IT side for the new website templates, only to find they've done a hatchet job of the content.
Unable to let tardiness in presentation get the better of me*, I have ended up sorting out the worst of the content so that it is at least presentable-ish for the time being.
All of which has lead to my still being in the office at 9:30 at night, with all of my plans for tonight scrapped.
I am not a happy bunny.
* Not that I'm top-notch when it comes to presentation, but I can at least make things look acceptable.
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