Mislaid Maps and Triangulated Traps

Distraction comes in many shapes and sizes.  In the end though, its only function is to keep you from getting done what you set out to accomplish.  How can we clear our lives of the big and small things, the inconvenient and the alluring?  If I had the answer, maybe my inbox would be empty.

I’ve had a list a mile long for the past few weeks.  The list was full of tentative things—you can’t pay debts without a bill, and you can’t reimburse someone without receipts, etc.  On Monday the world aligned, only to be thrown out of whack on Tuesday, then today, and probably tomorrow.  So the bills still loom, but now the issue is time-sensitive.  How do I expedite a process I can’t control?  I know I can’t manipulate time in my favor, so I’ll have to prioritize and do the best I can.

Interruptions and time (mis)management aren’t just forces of evil at work; they are rampant in our everyday lives.  I set out to be a writer, but I ended up a secretary.  Nagging worries distracted me. I was lured into complacency because it’s easier than busting my ass everyday to get what I want.  How do I extract myself from the things that hold me back?  With great care and patience I drew a map and I saw that fighting distraction is just another method of self-destruction.  I won’t be swayed off course and neither should you.

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Oops, I Did It Again

I was so tired last night!  I could not form complete sentences.  Excuse my tardiness and accept my silliness below.  I’ll post again tonight. 

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Are You So Sure, Shakespeare?

As the Superheroine of Small Offices Everywhere, it is my duty to champion the good deeds and hard work of others in the administrative profession.  Too often we are taken for granted and left wondering when we’ll get the credit we are due.  Yesterday was one of those days that made me want to shout, “I am here and I am important, damn it!”

My title—Admin Assistant—leaves something to be desired, but I didn’t realize until how belittling it is in comparison to my coworkers’ titles.  We are all in the same classification of employment, and we all make the same amount of money, but slight differences in title matter.  

I’m also frustrated by the volunteer board on which I serve that recently slighted me.  I’m the secretary—of course—because it’s tattooed on my forehead.  The Vice President position was open, but instead of considering my candidacy, the position was given to another board member with less experience!  Where is the justice in the world?  Am I completely invisible?
I am Girl Friday and I demand some recognition!  My abilities are unparalleled in stapling and ego-stoking.  I can fetch coffee like nobody’s business and I can spout off inspirational quotes or cunning commentary in the same breath.  Maybe these skills don’t prove I have what it takes to be an Admin Services Coordinator or the Vice President of the Housing Board, but I swear on my oath as a Superheroine that I am more than capable of shining in any capacity.

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