Since a freak incident with the mothership's main drive plasma torus incinerated our design team and the command deck decided to outsource everything (but didn't provide a budget), I'm a one-man and a two-cat shop, so I don't have to use InDesign anymore, I use Affinity Publisher (which is nicer, but if you're tied into a particular production workflow, then your hands are tied).
Technically, I shouldn't be doing any of this. As I was everyone's favoured Thought Leader, senior management decided to capitalize on this by 'promoting' me from the job they said I was good at to one that I'm demonstrably not good at (Product Strategy, ha). The theory is that I send stuff to marketing, but everything they do involves Powerpoint and fucked-up picture aspect ratios. And documents where the text isn't aligned to baseline grids, columns aren't balanced, nothing is placed right, and oh god, it makes me cry. So I redo it and everything says 'gosh, that's so much better than marketing do.'
It also means my inbox fills up with requests to update documents, presentations, and infographics from years ago and requests that I do presentations and talks and not send the dull people. Alas, no more Ninja Cat, Bad Alice or Taylor Swift vs Hitler. Say hello to the relentless rat-a-tat-tat of bullet points.
This might, of course, explain why I'm in banished to the product gulag. I'm hoping to be demoted.