Hanging by a Thread

I’m hanging by a thread of sanity.  My status of miracle worker is being severely tested. 

Miracles, people!  I perform Miracles!  I don’t create the impossible.  I don’t make things appear out of nothing.  I don’t create matter out of nothing.

Contrary to Popular Opinion …

Contrary to popular opinion I am not a miracle worker, a maid or a butler, a childcare provider, a janitor, a dictionary or encyclopedia, an ATM, or whatever else the pointy-hair boss can think of.  I often produce what is perceived as miracles, however it is simply know how to do my job well. 

I can not properly set-up meetings, this includes conference rooms, call-in numbers, and invite attendees, without ALL the information.  Just FYI, ESP does not come naturally in the role of Administrative Assistant.

Unless it is specifically spelled out in my job description/ contract, I am not required to pick up your dry-cleaning, walk your dogs, or oversee the contractors building your mega-mansion.  This falls in the realm of a personal assistant, and that is a whole different kettle of fish.

Your children are adorable. But if they have to come into the office after school and I have deadlines, please keep them in your office.  My desk is not for childcare or their entertainment.

I hope that this small tutorial can prove to be instructional in the use of an Administrative Assistant.