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People say sometimes love just ain't enough. You know what, those people are right.
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Yesterday on my way home from work, I dreamt about being a receptionist. I don't really know what receptionists do, but this is my dream, ok? Not yours. Anyway, if I were a receptionist, I would make sure we're stocked up on Post-it notes, pens, pencils, paper clips, paper, and whatever it is lah that people keep stocked up in the mail room. And those clean labcoats that just came back from the cleaners, I would put them in alphabetical order so people don't have to sift through the whole rack to find theirs. If I'm in a good mood, I'll even take them out of the cheesey plastic garment bag they come back in.
I would rearrange the front office a little bit to create a (tiny) waiting area. I'll at least put out a row of chairs where people can sit, instead of having them hover in front of my face while waiting for whomever it is they're waiting for. Maybe I'll move the guard's table and the stupid big plant to make some room. The guards will have one helluva time trying to squeeze through to get behind their desk after I move it, but hey, they're only there a few minutes a day, I have to sit here and watch these "guests" the whole damn day, ok.
My cubicle will be neat and cute, since it's the first thing that the visitors will see when they come in. Maybe I'll put up a demotivation calendar to get a smile from them. It could be a conversational piece to break the ice. Maybe I'll put a book or two on the shelf so visitors could comment on them (if they feel like being friendly to me and don't want to wait an extra half hour on my PMS days). Book # 1: How to Soar Like an Eagle When Surrounded by Turkeys. The content of this book wouldn't apply to my situation, but again, it's perfect as an ice breaker.
If I have extra time, I will volunteer to be the executive assistant to the three directors/VP who sit in the front office area. At first I thought I would get them coffee and muffins everyday, but Nils told me people don't do that anymore, so I guess I won't. I don't want to freak them out with my super eagerness. I type fast, so maybe I can help them type. They can dictate their letters/reports to me and I'll type them up. If any of them still type the hunt-and-peck style, they'll be excited by this! I don't really know shorthand, but I can make almost anything sound kosher and professional. That should more than make up for it. I can also do Excel stuff. But those are boring, so I think I'll pretend I don't know how to use Excel. I'll make calls for lunch and dinner reservations when they have to entertain clients. And also when they have to entertain the marketing people from the east coast. I'll set up their appointments, and chit chat a little with the other assistants (if they're friendly lah kan. If not, no need lah.) So yeah, I think it will be fun. Trying to make three men happy. It will be challenging. My dream job (for now). *sigh*
I would rearrange the front office a little bit to create a (tiny) waiting area. I'll at least put out a row of chairs where people can sit, instead of having them hover in front of my face while waiting for whomever it is they're waiting for. Maybe I'll move the guard's table and the stupid big plant to make some room. The guards will have one helluva time trying to squeeze through to get behind their desk after I move it, but hey, they're only there a few minutes a day, I have to sit here and watch these "guests" the whole damn day, ok.
My cubicle will be neat and cute, since it's the first thing that the visitors will see when they come in. Maybe I'll put up a demotivation calendar to get a smile from them. It could be a conversational piece to break the ice. Maybe I'll put a book or two on the shelf so visitors could comment on them (if they feel like being friendly to me and don't want to wait an extra half hour on my PMS days). Book # 1: How to Soar Like an Eagle When Surrounded by Turkeys. The content of this book wouldn't apply to my situation, but again, it's perfect as an ice breaker.
If I have extra time, I will volunteer to be the executive assistant to the three directors/VP who sit in the front office area. At first I thought I would get them coffee and muffins everyday, but Nils told me people don't do that anymore, so I guess I won't. I don't want to freak them out with my super eagerness. I type fast, so maybe I can help them type. They can dictate their letters/reports to me and I'll type them up. If any of them still type the hunt-and-peck style, they'll be excited by this! I don't really know shorthand, but I can make almost anything sound kosher and professional. That should more than make up for it. I can also do Excel stuff. But those are boring, so I think I'll pretend I don't know how to use Excel. I'll make calls for lunch and dinner reservations when they have to entertain clients. And also when they have to entertain the marketing people from the east coast. I'll set up their appointments, and chit chat a little with the other assistants (if they're friendly lah kan. If not, no need lah.) So yeah, I think it will be fun. Trying to make three men happy. It will be challenging. My dream job (for now). *sigh*
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