Day four of the Really Really Long Week

So I'm still at the office. Probably will be until at least eight, maybe nine. I'm amazed that people call here after 5pm. Actual clients. Do these people think we never go home?

Oh, wait.

So, yeah. Tomorrow's my last day with the Paternal Unit's boat car, so I'm taking advantage of the "extra" time I have here while I can. Next week it's back to public transit and relying on the kindness of ashforestwalker, supposing he's survived this week which has turned out remarkably shitty for him and his loved ones.

This week, I think, will be written off by most of my friends as a "massive pile of suck."

It hasn't been a pile of suck for me, but let's face it, I've spent more time here this week than anywhere else. I've spent 49 hours in the office, and I'm nowhere near done. I caught up on a whole bunch of work today. Do you know what that means? The work I caught up on generated more work. No, the irony hasn't escaped me.

See, I finished up most if not all of my client call-backs. That means that I now have to create new leads for them, schedule them for appointments, and type up quotes as well. Then there are the handful of problem clients who never. stop. calling. I think I've spent an hour on them alone today. Grr.

I told Office!Boss today that this wasn't a job for one person. His response? "Oh, we know that, but it'll get better, I promise." Somehow, I'm not reassured. I don't know how he or Operations!Boss manage to pull such long hours so consistently. I certainly can't do it, and in theory I'm younger and more flexible.

I'm still loving it here, but I'm very, very tired now. I'm going to try and finish up as many quotes as I can tonight so that I don't have to stay late tomorrow.

Signing off.

"Everthing sticks like a broken record..."

It occurred to me that all my posts sound the same lately. Maybe when work has stopped eating my brain I won't repeat myself so much.

Two quotes down, ten billion more to go...

I need a Sisyphus icon.

Open letter

Dear Client,

We are NOT open at 8:30 at night. We are not a supermarket. Kindly do not call and expect any of our employees to be here. They have all gone home and are probably having dinner or watching TV. No, they will NOT be checking their email tonight either.

Please, for the love of all that's good and holy, put down the phone and go pay attention to your loved ones.

No love,

Me