Looks like I'm going to be in working this weekend.
I really didn't need this, but people have let me down left, right and centre. If they'd done their fucking jobs properly and on time it wouldn't have been necessary.
But of course they haven't so I need to work the weekend to do what needs to be done in time. Funny how it's always me that has to do this shit. Give other people two fucking weeks to get their jobs done and they fail to make the deadline, and what they do produce is horribly written drivel. But of course it's no problem - obviously I can sacrifice my weekend to rewrite the entire fucking document.
The bizarre thing is that this is the exact same thing as where I had the situation that led to "the problems". People doing their jobs which they've had weeks to do last minute, so then I have to sort out the mess afterwards.
This time, though, I'm not in the situation where it's last minute so I have to make a panicked decision. No, I get to do that next weekend, I'm sure.
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