I felt like a pretty big deal there for a few months. Because I was making a lot of money? Because I had a nice office? Because my title sounded impressive even though I basically made it up? No, no, no. Because I had an assistant.
*cue the harp music of the employment gods*
I’m not gonna lie– having someone who’s job is to do all the shite stuff is AHMAZING. For the last 7 months I haven’t had to fill out a rebate form, run to the post office, or answer my own phone. It was the culmination of all my career aspirations in life: Not doing what I don’t want to do. [Read more…]
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