Somebody just added flaming torches to the sides of my chainsaws because they thought I could verify the values of an excel spreadsheet with 13 different tabs faster than the bean counters who were tasked with creating and maintaining the spreadsheeet. They’re correct in their assumptions, but that doesn’t mean I wanted this Herculean task today. I kinda have my own shit to do today. But it’s OK, I’ll stop doing my actual job, so I can can act like the accounting manager for a while.You have a work stress level, about 2 down from a County Road Maintenance supervisor , and I mean that as a compliment.
Its days like today, when I am juggling running chain saws that I'd like to have a job with little to no stress.