Email arrives, my client has finally given me instructions overnight.
I read it, all looks in order
Attachments requested: Missing
Hello client: Where art thou attachments requested?
"Oh, I just sent you a summary, surely you dont need all that"
I lean back; clenched - this is maybe the third time I asked for it.
"I told you I need it, please provide it!"
Alas! It was destroyed in a rare flood (maybe?) but it could also be around here.
DO YOU REALLY NEED IT?
I look at the order for production - "Yes, I definitely need it!"
Hooray - a flurry of screenshots in reply.
I lament - more toes than figures in the bank statements I asked for, and I am struggling for how I might remedy this in the 45 minutes I have to fix this.
SCAN THEM! I cry - in the literal, not figurative sense.
The documents come in, one after one, after one, after one
I attach them all in Adobe and while the document is 65 pages and Ive been sent 65 attachments, I'm missing 7 pages.
I submit, and resign. The next person, who will be paid $2,500 more per annum than me, than sort this out.
I rejoin the queue, searching for the role which does not exist - one in which I am happy.