Now we can confirm who the biggest fuckin' fool on the planet is: the Dame du Project Manageress of this multi-million dollar state grant wafted through my office like Blanch Du Bois this afternoon. When asked to review the Final Invoice she declined, saying "well, I am sure of the numbers". As she had not shared this information, I insisted and she sniffed, "oh, I trust you..." and faded through the door to go home early.
Well, bite bloody me. I don't even trust me. And I really don't trust me angry. Now I'll be working the weekend.