It's all too tiresome to explain the frustating and irritating details, but, by Christ, my employer is all too often its own fucking worst enemy. And at the root of it all is the same centralizing, micro-managing fucking around that seems to be the outcome of the New Labour project.
Honestly, doing something that is a perfectly reasonable requirement in my line of work turns out to be as painstaking and arduous as applying for working family tax credits.
I'm off to bang my head against the wall for a couple of hours.
For the fucking sake of jeezly cunting FUCK.