Turnaround, schmurnaround
This occurred early last week. I'm in a vaguely technical job, by the way.

C: We need this project complete by Monday.
Me: No worries. When can you get us the materials?
C: Well, how long will it take?
Me: Errh, I suppose at least two working days, there's only me assigned to this type of project at the moment.
C: Okay, I'll send someone over - or email you the information - by Tuesday afternoon.

You can guess, I'm sure... Thursday:

Me: (Via polite email) Hello there, any idea when you'll have those discs?
C: Not quite finished yet. Oh, by the way this is due on Monday, I might have everything together by tomorrow.
Me: I don't think--
C: WORKING ON IT.

Friday, unsurprisingly, dawns.

C: Have you had a chance to look at it yet? We sent them last night, any feedback?
Me: I've only just gotten in, but I'll take a look in a mo'...
C: I'll be over in a bit.
Me: Eeerrr.
C: Any progress?
Me: Not...quite.
C: Well, just so you know, we're on a tight deadline.
Me: Yes, of course. I had a question, by the w--
Guy: Gotta go!

Et cetera.
(Rem Sir, why are you thrashing about on the floor?, Mon 8 Sep 2008, 23:21, 3 replies)

Oh so familiar
Aren't clients fun.

Deadlines are something which only exist for other people.
(Milo Minderbinder, Tue 9 Sep 2008, 10:02, closed)

Where I work we get that three times every week!

( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Tue 9 Sep 2008, 23:20, closed)

wankers
I'm forever cleaning up the mess left by disorganised, unprofessional and idiotic clients. Then they argue about the bill
(frankspencer, Wed 10 Sep 2008, 9:03, closed)