I shouldn't even stop long enough to breathe, but I have to vent.
It's almost 3:00 on a Friday, I leave (supposedly) at 3:30. But I'm buried. Absolutely drowning in copy requests that have to be done by 7:30 a.m. Monday. So I'll be in tomorrow, at least.
But get this--a teacher just called me. She had the collosal nerve to say, "I don't have a THING ready for Monday. How late can I get something to you and still have it Monday morning without having to go to Staples and pay for it myself?"
There's nothing to add. I'm speechless.