Normally I'll neither bring work home, nor let it follow me home. Unfortunately there are times when too many deadlines and not enough warm bodies in the workplace mean it's just unavoidable, and I have to at least check my emails to see what's about to explode next.
Tonight, it appears I've discovered yet another can of worms in my ongoing struggle with the sysadmins. There's an upside, however: I broke one of their brains in the process and, more importantly, because I'm at home it's okay to respond to the latest development with a therapeutic application of alcohol.
