boring but terrifying
i had spent 18 hours out of every 24 for the last few weeks slaving away on a highly confidential document relating to the potential floating of a company on the stock exchange. all done except that the names of the company and all its products and employees had to be changed to blobs.

then a colleague asked me to send it to him as he had a new job in to do the same thing and wanted a skeleton. "cue" me emailing it to the first richard that popped into the address bar [bloody menace that so-called time saving device of evil, should be illegal]. i saw it go to the wrong richard but was too late to do anything about it. the "oh nooooooooo" moment was horrendous.

with every drop of blood draining somewhere and thinking about stapling my ass closed, i turned to my roommate and asked him what to do. i really thought it could not get any worse. until he asked me who this "wrong richard" actually was and i checked the address.

oh yes. i'd only sent the full details of the float to a bloody stockbroking firm....
( rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 31 May 2005, 12:35, Reply)