Stolen Weekend

My weekend was stolen from me. I carry a pager for werk, and I got paged last Wed. and ended up working until about 2:30am on this critical issue for some nameless (brainless) company. They then required me to stay with them, holding their hand, chewing their meat for them, over the entire weekend. I got very little sleep, and by the end of it, had very little patience for them. Suddenly everything was a critical issue, and they got spooked by every single log file that was created. To top it all off, they didn't even have 24/7 support. Management's treating them like a strategic account, so I'm not getting paid anything extra for those 36 hours stripped from my life. If I whine, maybe I can get a couple of days in lieu. One can only hope.



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