Taking care of business and working overtime

Well, yesterday was an interesting day.

I work in an office with 2 other people (well, and the bosses). They both have one day a week off. I work a full, 5 day week. I also work the late shift, begining around noon.
Anyway, one of the people I work with is pregnant and very near her due date. She called me yesterday at 7:30 AM and said that she couldn't make it in. It also happened to be the other person's day off. The thing is, that person said they will not give up their day off when the other is on maternaty leave. (Whatever, she has her reasons, not a big deal. I'm not that upset about it.) The bosses said they would cover on the one day a week that person is off.
...The problem is my bosses don't do the day to day work and don't come into the office that often, meaning they have no idea how to do the work they are covering.
Long story short, I worked from 8 AM to 8PM yesterday. I ran the entire office and did most of the work myself.
I am so happy it's friday. Yesterday sucked.

Work sucks, I know.

I'm sitting at work right now, but really I'd rather be writting something.

My bosses have decided to switch computer programs, which in my field is pretty much the nervous system of our business. Everything we do depends on our program and how well we can use it.

So I am put in charge of this new program and the training that comes along with it. This thing is cumbersome and slow as hell. Work I used to be able to get done in 30 seconds, now takes five mintues. To top it off, this program is giving me ill-advised advice on the data I am entering, automattically changing what I enter to what it thinks it should be, and even transmitting information that I never entered in.

We brought this up with my boss yesterday, and he admitted that this program was probably not the way to go, but he told us to deal with it. It came off almost as he is doing this to spite our previous computer programmer, who he has yet to even tell he is letting go.

This thing is so bad that I got to the point last night that I almost flew into an ADAMANTIUM RAGE! Okay, not really, but I got so pissed that I went home afterwords wanting to work on my script, but in that mood I just couldn't write comedy.

...I just don't know what to do. This sucks. Thank God it's friday.