The fact that I just ordered a self-inking stamp for our office that says IN so that I can more easily mark up our timesheets is disturbing to me, obviously, but I cannot ascertain if I am disturbed because:
1. this marks my eventual slide into office-bitch-dom, totally and completely, because I rejoiced at the thought of getting that stamp and making my job easier
or
2. it makes me realize that our payroll department, whilst fully computerized, is still making us do these menial sheets by hand and why, god, why have we not modernized to intranet timesheet procedures?
But either way, I am obviously far too concerned with the efficiency of my office to really be subersive in any way shape or form, and this means I am basically a secretary and a damned good one so if someone doesn’t get me a very shiny red pen and a bouquet of roses next Administrative Professionals Day (HA, professional), I’m going to be very angry and I might just steal ALL the pencils. AND the sharpener.
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Amen!! Way to tell ‘em!
As long as you swipe a red swingline stapler as well..
I don’t understand – someone of your station should not be doing secretarial tasks! (you’re an editor? right?)
do you know in the verizon wireless stores, they chain all the staplers to the desks?
Sarah, welcome to the media industry in New York City. Junior editors are also basically admin assistants with lesser pay.
I was looking around on Flikr and there’s a group for Bookshelves. You and Stuart should take some zoomed in shots of your fabulous new bookshelves and post them…just a random idea.
The joys of administrative work. Maria Shriver’s mantra is “no job is beneath you.” I try to remember this when I’m being reminded for the third time to get the Goo Gone to remove the price tag remnants from the magnets in the breakroom. Uh,huh — no job is beneath my college educated a*%…
ahh, welcome to the club. We have meetings tues and thurs nights, 7pm at the Northbridge Jewish community center. See you there.
She who controls the office supplies wins.
Just came across your site. I can sympathize with your plight. I too spent my first few years out of college being a glorified secretary, thinking “I went to college for this?” while filling out dozens of FedEx airbills. Except the real secretaries at my office worked a lot less hours than I did, didn’t have college degrees and, oh yeah, got paid a lot more! argh. (not that I’m still bitter or anything). Hang in there!
This comment is probably more appropo on Stuart’s current post, but all I really wanted when I was a kid was a job in an office with rubber stamps and freshly-sharpened pencils and, like, special forms.
Of course, I also wanted a shoe-phone.