Oh dear. An almighty blunder occured when I was in charge of the paper. I am so embarrassed. Although I have to stress, it wasn't my fault. Everything was changed at the last minute. I checked the pages five times as the editor told me if there was any mistakes I would get fired. I checked them another five times. And then stupid graphics sent the old page to be exported. Hence why the front page story didn't relate to the turn on page 13. Oh man!!! Cringeworthy or what. A whole page was wrong!!! On a Sunday as well. I feel like Piers Morgan. When he was fired. Although I didn't publish anything false. And I haven't been frogmarched out of the building. Yet. However I can't get away from the fact that it's embarrassing.
Anyway, I will try and keep in mind that it was not my fault, although it sure does feel that way. It's like when someone says something's been nicked, and although you dealt no part in it, you can't help but feel guilty.
It's weird though as I couldn't sleep on Saturday night. I was awake with worry. I must have a sixth sense. Surely. If only I had that when it came to the opposite sex.
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