You ever feel the weight of responsibility pressing down upon you?
That terrible feeling of accountability and the fear of failure?
The careful balance between doing too little or too much?
Knowing that if you mess things up it will be visible and real and you will have to deal with it?
I'm there right now.
But soon it'll be over and I will be able to put it all behind me.
Because tomorrow my workmate comes back from their holiday, their bloody potplants are still alive and they better damn well still be that way tomorrow morning.
God help them if they ever ask me to mind their children.