guiltyThis morning, my inbox contains a correspondence that took place from about 7:30 to 9:30 last night, promising this guy that I would send him something, including spec sheets for a product I have never heard of, let alone have documentation for. I am at once annoyed that I'm being obligated for something I may not be able to deliver, and paranoid that perhaps I shouldn't have left the office until the document was finished, never mind that it would have meant being here until nearly 10 last night.
I have to believe that I did the right thing. I went home last night, took care of my sick Pirate and went to bed early. Yeah, given the same circumstances, I'd make the same choices.
