TILT.
Oh damn, such an overkill. You have no idea how stressful this job has gotten since J is gone. It totally sucks to be in charge of absolutely everything right now. Alas, A has taken over some of the rework of J's last issue, but still. I actually left some notes unread today because I don't see why I should even pretend to do something I have absolutely no time for. Like, when I got there this morning, I found about 5 notes that got forwarded to me in which J had suggested topics for the issues. I only saw the first one in which my boss asked me to inquire whether a suggestion was still valid. In short, he expects me to make dumb phone calls about stuff that leads to nothing when my to-do list is filled with roughly 10,000 more important things. Also, another boss sent a note with a subject line that suggested I'd get him some feedback on a new translator. I have no idea if said translator has even been tested yet. I haven't even gotten around to collecting and analyzing feedback about two translators I personally work with on a regular basis! I simply didn't open the note to read it.
Today has overall been very stressful. My stress level was up throughout, which is why I left at some point when nothing urgent showed up anymore. I just couldn't stand working a minute longer. Which I of course could have. Especially after I read a note from one of the editorial assistants of the international magazine who kindly let me know that they're impatiently waiting for some translations. Uhm, those translations have been lying in my folder for a week and more. I simply have no time at all to open and compare them to the originals, which is what we have to do now. I also know that the editors won't have any time at all to check them and approve them for the international issue, so said girl will have to take unapproved copies tomorrow. If anything is wrong with these files, guess who will have to take it. But seriously, with the amount of work we have to process, there's no time for this. For any of this. My e-mail folder is also one big mess. There's no effing time to even save the e-mails in the system that need to be stored away for future reference.
So now I'm home and facing another two stressful days. We're supposed to print on Friday. I haven't even seen a single layouted article yet. This is crazy ... They gotta be kidding me if they truly believe I will manage to check 172 pages within less than 2 days! Let alone the stuff that needs to be done on the side.
On top of this, I have guests this week, and I barely get to see them. They should arrive home soon, or not so soon, and then we'll have Hawaii Toast. That was their idea. I don't eat pineapples. Hooray.
Today has overall been very stressful. My stress level was up throughout, which is why I left at some point when nothing urgent showed up anymore. I just couldn't stand working a minute longer. Which I of course could have. Especially after I read a note from one of the editorial assistants of the international magazine who kindly let me know that they're impatiently waiting for some translations. Uhm, those translations have been lying in my folder for a week and more. I simply have no time at all to open and compare them to the originals, which is what we have to do now. I also know that the editors won't have any time at all to check them and approve them for the international issue, so said girl will have to take unapproved copies tomorrow. If anything is wrong with these files, guess who will have to take it. But seriously, with the amount of work we have to process, there's no time for this. For any of this. My e-mail folder is also one big mess. There's no effing time to even save the e-mails in the system that need to be stored away for future reference.
So now I'm home and facing another two stressful days. We're supposed to print on Friday. I haven't even seen a single layouted article yet. This is crazy ... They gotta be kidding me if they truly believe I will manage to check 172 pages within less than 2 days! Let alone the stuff that needs to be done on the side.
On top of this, I have guests this week, and I barely get to see them. They should arrive home soon, or not so soon, and then we'll have Hawaii Toast. That was their idea. I don't eat pineapples. Hooray.