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If I hadn't already had a headache when I went into work yesterday, I would've sworn that it was brought on by the guy that was there for our quarterly audit.  By around 8:30, four of us were discussing where we would go if we were to quit right then and there.  At least our truck drivers that were waiting on paperwork got to be amused by me growling every few minutes "I'm gonna kill him!  I'm gonna stuff him in a drum and ship him to Antarctica!!" and occasionally looking like I was going to hyperventilate.  My supervisor wasn't doing much better.  Admittedly, he was making himself do it, but he was twitching....like a whole body twitch.
And the dock supervisor.....*shakes his head*  I'm surprised he didn't outright blow a gasket.  It's a good thing I've become accustomed to the language around my workplace, otherwise I might have gotten offended every time Joel came back into the office with paperwork for me to do.
We had our DOT and OSHA audits last night too, just to add to the fun.  So instead of telling me when I came in that I had to make two copies of every single hazmat bill, they waited until I had been there a good while.
Something also happened (that shouldn't have) that will make me very very disappointed if our VIllage Idiot does not get a write up.  It's something that has happened before, frequently might I add, and there is no excuse for it happening.
Hellish is a good word to describe last night.  A very very good word.