Bigger is More Stress, not Better

My head is about to explode! I have been to Kinko's four times today and am sure to go back for more. Why, you ask?
Oh ho ho, let me tell you: Because my big boss asked me to make a 3' by 7' size March Madness bracket. Uh huh.
Three feet by seven feet. I had no choice but to say yes, because he is the big boss. At first, I didn't put my college degree to use and found posterboard that big and hand drew a bracket. Then he says that he wants it bigger, uhm hmm, bigger than 3' by 7'; so I trot to the store again and buy bigger. Halfway through that one; he decides that he wants some logos on it and laminated. Oy!
Then like a lightening bolt: I thought of Kinko's, my then Savior. Little did I know only idiots work at the Kinko's across the street from our offices. Not one person in that store could understand the Excel 'bracket' I took 2 hours making for them. There was no need for questions; all they needed to do was blow it up and laminate. Copy #1: They did it in black and white. Copy #2: They left off the logos. Copy #3 made it back to the office, but the big boss wanted bigger logos. Copy #4, finished, laminated and at my desk waiting approval...
I forgot to mention that each trip to the Kinko's is a 20 minute trip one way to go across the highway today because some trucker jack knifed his oil rig allover the highway causing road closures and back ups EVERYWHERE. Let's mention I can see the Kinko's out my window and could run across the highway to get there quicker than getting in my car, but my outfit is way too cute for that today.