Wow.

Preface: I do like my job, and the company I work for, and most of the people I work with. Some days, though, are just bad. And sometimes those bad days all congregate together.

It's been a hell of a week. One that I won't soon forget. Some of the highlights include (in no particular order):

-A string of fuck-ups by yours truly.
-An electrical fire.
-Working for nearly 42 hours straight.*
-Getting showered in some rather unpleasant (read: not safe for human consumption) chemicals.
-Going into my bosses office and and asking him, quite literally, "how close to being fired am I?".**

I also learned something about myself. When given a situation where I have a choice between sitting on my ass waiting for somebody who knows what they're doing to get over and fix the (rapidly escalating) problem, or doing something that I know is completely futile and somewhat stupid in a vain attempt to solve the problem, I'll invariably choose option B. Yay me.

In conclusion, if you've phone in the last week and I've been rude to you, I apologize. As I said, it's been an interesting week. Hopefully in a couple more days I'll be recovered from it.

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*I'll admit that there were a couple of 5-minute cat naps around the 30-hour point, while I was waiting for a truck to show up, but that's it.

**Short answer: I'm not. But I do need to pay a little more attention to my work.