|05:49 am - Hiding out|
Ended up having to work on the silly Word job after all. Drat!
I could tell I was grumpy about working on it because where edits had been marked that I would normally find some way to do I would gleefully mark "STET!" if the solution wasn't immediately obvious. Passing the buck on to the next person. Bad me.
Now that I've finished my assigned job and turned it into proofreading, I'm hiding out back in the area where the four computers that have these tools on them are situated. I'm only here for another hour or so and am in no mood to do more work so I figure I'll just hide out and do my nightly surfing away from the prying eyes of my lead and manager who would find something for me to do.
Current Mood: discontent
Current Music: Celtic Night--Dust Rhinos--Sociable