I just found out I'll be working late this evening. Allow me to say that I wholeheartedly dislike this situation. That being said, I also realize who pays the bills around here. I pretend it's me. Don't we all?
I've been tasked with a silly, boring, executively visible, multilaterally self-preservationistic, and otherwise managerially challenged herculean effort to justify the existence of the company's IT support staff. OK, it's not really that, but if you listen to the scuttlebutt you'll quickly find many believe that's precisely what it is.
To be honest, it's all of that save everything after "… to justify the existence of …" That's true of any tedious bit of dancing at the behest of the group executive. As I said, "Politics, by its nature, retards every system to which it is applied." That includes business.
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