At the end of the day...

Mrs Raheny decided that she had to update her CV. 
The electronic version of which she could not find. There was a lot of frantic searching, and scanning of various computers, and swearing. A copious amount of swearing. The next phase was easy to predict: the Conspiracy. Someone had deleted her files from her laptop. 
I found a copy of her CV in the sent items of her email from a few years ago. It looked pretty good to me. But it wasn't the one. With all the updates. More swearing. More screaming. 
The time was ripe to hand in my resignation as Personal IT Helpdesk Lackey . 
It looks like Finn has now inherited the post. Poor thing. I can't think of a less rewarding position.