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Being responsible for a mess is never any fun. Being responsible for someone else's mess is less fun. Being made responsible for someone else's mess is less fun still. Spent the second half of my day addressing lots of little problems that have been stewing since before I actually started this job. If I had been made aware of the problem(s) when I started I could have addressed it in a few minutes and saved myself and my supervisor a rather sizable headache. Dinner tonight is a bloody steak topped with asparagus and eggs. And probably a good chunk of the gallon of hard cider I brought back from my fishing trip. Cheers all.