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I really don’t understand. On the one hand, you harangue and pester me about my deadlines. You harass me for things I haven’t done, telling me to get it done quickly. You give silly deadlines that don’t make sense to everyone. Yet, when I’ve rushed the work through nights and holidays, you refuse to deal with the work I’ve given, thereby proving that the deadline isn’t urgent at all. What am I supposed to think?

Teachers’ Day be damned. All we want is just to get on with our lives outside of work, not to be thrown into a morass of more work.

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