Working on weekends is bad. It's wrong in so many ways I cannot begin to list them here. But there was one tiny silver lining to coming in to work today - we were told during the week that we would be getting donuts to ease our saturday work pain. It was this tiny nugget of joy that I clung to, the one thing that was stopping me from collapsing into a sobbing heap beneath my desk.
Then I got this email:
I must offer my most humble apologies. . . I didn't get a chance to go and get doughnuts!!!! No rest for the wicked and all.
So here you go. . . A digital replacement. . .

Thanks guys and gals!
He might as well have just come round the office and spat in each of our faces.