It’s nearing the end of the Financial Year, and in my line of business that means one thing – it’s report season. This week I’ve been working through four customer milestone reports and two technical working papers, all of which needed to be delivered to their respective customers. I don’t write all the reports myself, thank goodness, but I am the technical release authority so have to approve them before they go out the door. Some are well written and need just a light touch, but others require significant work before I’m happy to approve them.
So I’ve spent far too much time this week closeted in a meeting room little bigger than a broom cupboard, with a colleague, my laptop and a projector, going through several of the reports line-by-line, making sure that they answer the customer’s exam questions. I’ve been making heavy use of the unholy trinity of caffeine, paracetamol and chocolate to keep me going. I’m sure the coffee shop at work must make a good profit at this time of the year!
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I can almost remember doing that. Following your previous blog on a lost year, it’s over 4 years now since I left and I have difficulty remembering where all those years have gone. I just know they were fun though.
April will seem nice for you, though.
Hugh
What an apt title for this period of the year. I remember it well and miss not a jot of it other than the people.
Don’t over do the unholy trinity lest you become unable to sleep. R
Ah, the end of year panic, when headless chickens can be seen running up and down the corridors shouting “me deliverable is due” 🙂
Its only tea breaks I miss 🙂