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I haven't worked this much in a really really long time, and I feel terribly whiny about it, but I can't help it.
I worked 11 hours on Friday (maybe, honestly I can't remember). 12 hours on Saturday. 7 hours on Sunday. 12 hours today.
On either Saturday or Sunday (Saturday I think) we had a motivational speaker. By motivational speaker I, of course, mean Elvis impersonator.
It seems that if you break the 11 hour mark you get a beer. A beer and a day you will never get back.
The reason for the insanity is that we are implementing a new website and a new accounting/warehouse management/everything system. I am in charge of the website front end, our slightly bumbling IT guy is the back end. I would like to take this opportunity to express to you all how little experience I have with the intewebs. I understand that I am dazzlingly smart, but this does not mean I am super crazy amazing make the intertubes website thingy make go. And the IT guy is also maybe not so great at this. And also not great at communicating with the designers. This makes my job the job of happy smiles.
On Saturday and Sunday I kept forgetting what day it was. I thought for sure it was Friday. But it is not Friday. It is Monday. It is day 8.
I worked 11 hours on Friday (maybe, honestly I can't remember). 12 hours on Saturday. 7 hours on Sunday. 12 hours today.
On either Saturday or Sunday (Saturday I think) we had a motivational speaker. By motivational speaker I, of course, mean Elvis impersonator.
It seems that if you break the 11 hour mark you get a beer. A beer and a day you will never get back.
The reason for the insanity is that we are implementing a new website and a new accounting/warehouse management/everything system. I am in charge of the website front end, our slightly bumbling IT guy is the back end. I would like to take this opportunity to express to you all how little experience I have with the intewebs. I understand that I am dazzlingly smart, but this does not mean I am super crazy amazing make the intertubes website thingy make go. And the IT guy is also maybe not so great at this. And also not great at communicating with the designers. This makes my job the job of happy smiles.
On Saturday and Sunday I kept forgetting what day it was. I thought for sure it was Friday. But it is not Friday. It is Monday. It is day 8.