I am seriously having trouble keeping my eyes open.

The author is going to be pissed, since our guidelines clearly say that he can. I really resent being put in the middle of something that shouldn't be an issue.

I hope he understands that it's not you making policy decisions, and he should seethe at your manager or senior editor.

In such situations, I have no trouble throwing upper management and whoever mis-wrote the instructions under the bus.

I hope he understands that it's not you making policy decisions, and he should seethe at your manager or senior editor.

When he complains, I'm going to politely ask my manager to call him. I'm not dealing with this nonsense. They can decide that they're going contradict their own guidelines, but then they get to deal with the fallout.

Oh, that's a cluster, Steph. I'd make my manager tell him. Well, my old manager. My new manager is a useless clammy fish that flops and slides away from you before you can even finish your request. He surfaces only to drop slimy piles of work with a cheery shit-eating grin and then vanishes again, into the sea. Hopefully he will be my temporary manager.

Oh, that's a cluster, Steph. I'd make my manager tell him.

I can't; at this stage I'm the one who has to communicate with him. (Which you would think would mean I could just tell him to follow the author instructions on the website. Who can argue that the author did it wrong if what he did conforms to what is on our website??? But apparently no, he did it wrong despite all evidence to the contrary AND there being no way in advance for him to know what the "right" way is.)

I have a lot of sympathy for authors in situations like this; I'm just annoyed because I'm the one who has to deal with it, all while knowing it's a load of crap.

BBQ and games on a work night - probably not the best idea. But it was so nice to blow off some steam and just hang out. Bonus jello shots and boozy gummy bears. Damn, those are dangerous. We played Cards Against Humanity until about midnight. That is when a couple of cops showed up because we were laughing so loud that a neighbor called in a noise complaint. Ooooops.

But I'm paying for it now. I think. I don't have a classic hangover, I'm just exhausted. But that could be the sleep issues I'm having.

Tonight is my sleep study. I want to nap right now - but probably shouldn't even consider it.

That is a fabulous dress!

Yay, Penny!

Teppy, that kind of thing is the worst! Ugh.

I wanted to go dancing last night. Even took a shower after PT and changed clothes...but dancing didn't start until 930 and I am too old and instead crawled into bed then. Sigh.

Not yay, author standards that are not right. Really not yay, Steph being stuck in the middle.