I work my arse off. Today, I am asked "have you finished all that coding yet?"
I think "hey! funny man."
He is serious. He has given me a job to do, which is supposed to be finished today, when I have spent most of my waking hours driving or working on this piece of shit, specified by some fuckwit of a salesman, realised by some arsecock of a project manager, and inserted, rusty end first, up a sub-contractor, via Microsoft Project (spits). The salesman has got a bonus by selling used underpants to the customer, who is a fuckwit anyway, at a saving of around 4/6½d, thus incurring about 4 weeks of shit work at roughly a pittance a week.
That is all I can say. I might give summat away. But anyway, sod them. Tomorrow I regroup. Watch this space.