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When I woke up this morning with the "Oh, shit" feeling, it was because I was sure I'd forgotten to do something last night, and the thing I was sure I'd forgotten to do was update the time-sheet by saving the time-sheet as an old one by date and type, then saving the clean time-sheet master as the new active time-sheet.

So I called the workplace and got the only supervisory-type person in the bullpen, who was able to look at the time-sheets and tell me that actually, the time-sheet was clean except for one person who'd worked that day already having signed out, so evidently I did that. I just didn't copy the evening hours sheet, and that's something today's check-in person can do without my help, and they may or may not notice that it hadn't been done earlier. It's a courtesy and a convenience, but not vital.

I feel a lot better.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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