i'm in a right old fucking piss. everything's going wrong at work. my project file is full of invoices from April which are on hold - they should have been paid ages ago. Tomorrow, all the may invoices are also to go into my project file so that I can find their opera records and match up their bank statements to provide evidence that the payments have cleared the bank, but I can't because the fricken' stuff from April still all hasn't been paid. I've finally found something to play with in the EBLO project that needed doing, but the spreadsheet hasn't been setup properly and I can't do it and my supervisor who can is on maternity leave for 6 months. Also my boss is away for a fort night. Also also, if I don't prove my worth in the next 2 months I'll probably lose my job as it is getting closer and closer to the end of my probation period. Also also also, martin broke my chain last night. PISSFLAPS.
my filing problems are edge of the seat material. if i told you about them on the highest point in the scottish mountains with my head between my legs bearing my ass in a kilt you would show some interest - fact.