The Diary of Girl Friday

The thing about temping that Girl Friday loved was its entire nature of impermanence. Even in a long-term assignment, Girl Friday could always see the so-called light at the end of the tunnel. She believed that working as a temp helped her reserve her mental faculties for after hours when she could muse over her diary and write spiteful things. Now as a fully obligated worker bee, she is being lulled by the quiet hum of white noise into pink-collar depression. Is this really all there is? Do I make a difference? Is this meaningful? Girl Friday doesn’t claim to understand universal quandaries, but does know that an 8 to 5 job is not conducive to her writing life!

The nature of a Superheroine is to rise above challenges, no matter how small, and turn ordinary life into the most extraordinary adventure. Girl Friday is blessed to know such wonderful women that have larger than life goals and the skills to accomplish everything they tackle. As we speak, Girl Friday is fighting the good fight against complacency with her stalwart determination and sensible, yet fashionable office attire.

Will Girl Friday’s dream of writing the Great American novel be realized, or will she be mired in the quicksand of mediocrity?

Details to come, Paris to approve!

Girl Friday, she’s a marshmallow.

Girl Friday’s lack of sleep and non-existent stamina is the reason she posted an unedited entry yesterday. She apologizes immensely. Lost was on last night, and this too accounts for her egregious errors. After sitting through another one of Charlie’s snooze-worthy back stories, she wishes she had watched Veronica Mars instead. Now she must sleep and go yet another day of depriving herself from reading spoiler laden threads on E! Online. How will she survive the workday? Oh wait, she could do work!

Girl Friday has (mostly) been pleasantly surprised by her latest foray into office life. While it has been her nature to make snarky comments about her coworkers and the ridiculous situations she is often wrangled into, this position is starting to turn Girl Friday soft.

Maybe that isn’t all true. There is one coworker that has been ever so slightly grating on her nerves. Julia J. is shaped like an eight year old and condescends Girl Friday…though it may be purely accidental. The evidence against Julia J. isn’t enough to determine her nemesis-potential, but Girl Friday is on her guard. Just the other day Julia J. wore a child-sized sweater, exposing a strip of skin completely inappropriate for the office. The buttons pulled slightly in the front, a look that Girl Friday could and would never attempt because she wouldn’t look like a flat chested ingénue, but rather a white-collar hussy. In addition, Julia J. seems to enjoy pointing out Girl Friday’s professional shortcomings. Perhaps Girl Friday is overly sensitive or Julia J. is insecure about her own, um, skills.

Aside from Julia J., Girl Friday has been working with a musician-with-a-day-job. She recently saw him at a “gig” and commented to her boyfriend that the singer was channeling his inner Trent a la Daria. Her bosses are kindly adults that act as surrogate parents to their wayward team members. To one such boss, Theo, Girl Friday has already spilled her whole gory story of childhood dreams long lost–Girl Friday wanted to be just like Carol Seaver on Growing Pains (a college student at Columbia, not an anorexic-DUI convicted Tracey Gold), but ended up an embittered office monkey. Perhaps sensing Girl Friday’s precarious state of mind after this unfortunate admission, Theo bought doughnuts for this morning’s staff meeting. The doughnuts were proffered on the heels of our fitness assessments! Theo shrugged and pointed to the doughnut holes guiltily. Girl Friday replied, “Does it look like I eat doughnut holes?” (She did when she was four and sat in the cart at the local Raley’s, but that is totally beside the point!)

If these minor annoyances aren’t enough to prove to Girl Friday’s readers that biting commentary is scarce, then what would you say if she told you she spends much of her time in productive meetings, works on a gorgeous site with sprawling grass and views of the mountains, and has access to a (free) gym and grand piano?

Come back soon and find out how long this honeymoon will last!