Pissed at a co-worker. Didn’t save a rig accordingly and i got to correct that error.
And the joy of disassembly duty also was mine to have; the production took it’s sweet time to complete it.
When i arrived home in the early hours of the following day a letter with the tax return confirmation waited for me. A short burst of joy filled me before it was replaced with the memory of the debt the money will be used to counter.