It was 10pm on a Friday. Work had dragged on for too long. But it wasn’t like the work in question was even about to end. The client had ruled that her brief must be done and dusted by tomorrow, Saturday, on the am. So, to the office everyone must return first thing in the morning. Or perhaps let’s grind all night, see how far we get? Um, no. We were all definitely fagged out, let’s pack it in for the night and head home—to recharge and return, say, at 7am and clean up what’s left. Ah, that also sounds like a good idea. Let’s take a poll, shall we? Well, the ayes have it. Let’s all go home!