The Worst

Raise your hand if you're so overworked that on Friday right before 5:00 someone called looking for one of the ten frajillion things you're writing and in the mad scramble to locate that particular script you accidentally closed the document you'd been working on all day and hit DON'T SAVE instead of SAVE and lost all the copy you'd been working on ALL DAY and a freelance art director was already waiting for it and the IT guy couldn't bring it back and so you had a complete breakdown and sobbed while your co-workers hugged you and rubbed your back and gave you a cigarette and sent you home and you felt a little better until you got to daycare to pick up your kids and realized that you left your keys on your desk and you're locked out of the house and even if you could find somebody to drive you back downtown your office key was on that keyring so you wouldn't even be able to get in the building and eventually you had to call your landlord and beg him to come and let you in and he was having dinner with his girlfriend and it was a really really long cold wait.

Anyone?

Maybe it was just me.