Somehow I survived Friday at work. For some odd reason, was in a stinking bad mood for about two hours, but luckily staayed away from most people and avoided biting their heads off. Dunno why really - been a bit stressful this week at work (thankfully the morons at the front of the machine weren't too bad today, and haven't seen the shift manager around since we, the whole CFC crew, practically dragged him to a meeting and told him that we didn't think his changes were working at all). Combine that with not knowing from day to day what exactly I'd be doing that evening (even the poker night was in the balance for four hours at one point on Wed), and lack of sleep. I was considering doing some overtime tomorrow, but frankly I think two days away from work would be better.
But hey - haven't started a flame war tonight so far, so it's all better than yesterday. :D