I came into work on Friday after a week in which I'd been up and down with my belief over whether I would complete the work. I'd also tried my hardest to play out my distractions. However, when in the office (either during normal working hours, or "extra time") I'd done my best to get the job done. As a result, I was close on Friday morning and ever closer as the day drew on.
Around the middle of the day an end was in sight. I scheduled a demonstration for 3.45pm. With the help of my colleagues, who sorted out some problems that I wasn't directly responsible for, we got there. I felt like I was under a fair amount of pressure. I had a wee break from it at lunchtime, when I grabbed a sandwich and some soup, but for the rest of the time, I was hard at work. I hadn't demonstrated any of my work in weeks, and I was being referred to as being solely "on the critical path". I wanted off the critical path and I wanted results.
I gave my demo. It worked. I was happy. I left the office to go home.
That's how a week should end.
Around the middle of the day an end was in sight. I scheduled a demonstration for 3.45pm. With the help of my colleagues, who sorted out some problems that I wasn't directly responsible for, we got there. I felt like I was under a fair amount of pressure. I had a wee break from it at lunchtime, when I grabbed a sandwich and some soup, but for the rest of the time, I was hard at work. I hadn't demonstrated any of my work in weeks, and I was being referred to as being solely "on the critical path". I wanted off the critical path and I wanted results.
I gave my demo. It worked. I was happy. I left the office to go home.
That's how a week should end.
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