The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

The shit is heretofore ordered to never hit the fan in the quantity it did today. Also, I plan on strangling some of my airmen with their own entrails. Who wastes FIVE HOURS of my time troubleshooting the wrong servers? When ours weren't even turned on! FAIL. SO MUCH FAIL. And in the meantime, I have six other crises I'm trying to triage, with multiple Important People and our freaking commander literally breathing down my neck and asking for updates every two minutes. On different things. Making it impossible to focus on any one thing for long enough to get it working.

SO MUCH STRESS RIGHT NOW.