In one of the worst weeks of my tenure at the paper.
Working both day and night allows me to enjoy the headaches from both shifts. I hate it.
Advertising and Production had always had a sort of adversarial relationship, and to be caught in the middle is miserable. My allegiance must be to the job at hand, but then I still must face the night boss when he comes in. I hate it.
Our computers are tied into the local production network, and it is awful to watch things clog up and slow down, just when I really need to find enough closure to go home. Half hour of overtime last night, one hour tonight. I dread tomorrow night, when I will probably not get home by midnight. I hate it.
Two nights left, but likely the worst of the week. I hate it.
But next week is my week off.