I committed a fairly major cockup on Monday. My boss insists it doesn't matter, and threatened to start calling me 'Dobby' if I didn't stop beating myself up about it, but I still think it's not good enough.
I put in a request for training earlier this week, and the company running it rang us to say that the course I was interested in wasn't going ahead due to lack of participants but they'd be willing to run it in-house, just for me, next week. So suddenly I face spending Monday through Wednesday having one-to-one MySQL training in a spare office. I've spoken to the trainer bloke on the phone and he seems a nice enough guy, but I'm still rather dreading the experience. (And he might have bad breath. You can't tell on the phone.)
Lovely Gay Canadian Kevin is leaving us! He looks like Michael Stipe out of R.E.M. and bakes us fabulous cakes. He will be sorely missed.