Waiting for the patent leather shoe to drop

So I got in all my nasssssty budget and quality spreadsheet assignments to my boss at the top of the hour.

And I leave at the top of the next hour.

Which means, as time passes, I’m waiting for a slew of e-mails pointing out all the problems with what I submitted, the probability of which goes up exponentially as the top of the next hour approaches.

UPDATE: Just got a read receipt from the boss. The tension mounts …

UPDATE: A different shoe dropped, but I’m outta here more or less on time. Though I’ll be checking my e-mail tonight.