Self Castigation. It's A Hobby.

Boy are my demons dining well tonight. I happened to be passing my old office today and was talking to my ex-boss Carole. A major project had had to be re-run at the company's expense because of errors in the output. Guess who was the tester. Guess who is now flogging himself mentally into the ground. Guess who is glad he's out of that office because, if he'd working there when the poop hit the fan, he would have probably tendered his resignation on the grounds of his feelings of uselessness and incompetence.

Guess who is currently running this scenario through his head on constant replay because it proves the voice that is shouting

"USELESS!!!!!!"

Dad, this is your legacy to me.

Rant Over.

Okay, period of self flagellation over. Amazing what talking to people can achieve.