Alright, I think I'm going from Carrie to Andy...Rooney that is! Lots of things bothering me today.

First things first. Splitting a job sucks! not only splitting a job, but working as a secretary (sorry, Admin. Assistant) sucks! I always wondered why they deserved their own day. Now I know. It's because anyone who would do their job deserves either higher pay, or a lunch once in awhile. It has to be the most demeaning job in the world and you get dumped on by everyone - coworkers, parallell employees, and bosses. So, it's either this really IS one of the worst jobs in America, OR I have just found something I don't ever want to do again to add to my list of "What I Don't Want to do With My Life". (This is a much more defined list than "What I WANT to do With My Life", which leaves my head blank! :) ) And why, you ask do I pick today to tell you this little piece of trivia? I walked in at 9:00 (a few minutes early, but really, who's keeping track) and was bombarded by Charlie (Partner 1) to get things together for the 10 o'clock meeting - that I didn't know they had b/c I wasn't in yesterday.

After getting shoo-ed away by Gloria (receptionist/secretary/payroll person, etc.) on my hunt for her bosses business cards, I asked mom, who wanted every little detail as to why I was looking for his business cards - none of which I had time for b/c the dentist they were hired by showed up 30 min. early for the meeting! So I scavanged everything together, ushered the guy to B&N for some good coffee (I wanted to tell him to go before they made me make coffee; which they ended up doing, but it's a good thing no one drank any, or we'd have no clients anymore! :) ), and was getting set for the 20 things I had to do in the next 5 minutes, when Pat walks in. Pat does something in my mom's office, but I'm not quite sure what.

Now, let me retrace my steps a bit. The early-arriving dentist shows up, while I'm trying to avoid giving mom every little detail about WHY I needed a business card, so Pat greets him then heads off to tell Charlie that he's here. She comes out of Charlie's office as I'm walking back to mine (which is in the BACk of the building) , relays what Charlie just told her to tell him and asks me "Would you like to tell him, or should I?" So I say I'll do it ('cuz he looks like a cross between Jimmy Fallon and the Abercrombie model I used to have on my wall in GSO - but more importantly {ahem} because it's my job) and take 2 steps to lay something on my desk, when I turn around she's already relayed everything to him and is showing him the bathroom. Which is fine with me. So, I go back to the chicken-with-the-head-cut-off routine I was in the middle of. I head to the conference room to see if he needs anything, which is when he asks for a Starbucks, so I send him to B&N. (If you knew the set up of everything you'd understand why I didn't think crossing Route 73, then making him come through the circle to get back to our office made as much sense. Lost clients are bad clients! B/c time is money! :) )So, he's on his way, I'm pecking around everything when the next dentist comes in. Pat greets him and then heads back to tell me he's here...which is where I was before I two paragraphs ago!! :)

So, deja vu, Pat walks in, tells me he's here. I tell her Charlie is in the conference room, so he can go right in. silly me. i thought those instructions were easy! So, Pat goes up front and either (I wasn't there, so I don't know) tells Gloria (who has already snapped at me for trying to put their water in the fridge for our clients and something else stupid I forget...) who buzzes me and says, "Don't you know part of your job is greeting the clients, asking them if they need anything,serving them , etc."

NOW FIRST OF ALL, if you want a freakin' waitress...well, wait...I'll get to that too. So I say yes, but I didn't know anyone was here. Since I can't see or hear the door, I guess I'm supposed to rely on my ESP, but it was off today on account of the Red Ozone they warned us about today! So, then I head to teh front door, where the Dr. has miraculous walked the 6 steps into the conference room (on who's instructions I don't know b/c obviously Pat couldn't handle that) and is sitting down. so I take drink orders (luckily, none for coffee) and head o the kitchenette. I asked Gloria for a bowl in which to put ice ('cuz to me it makes sense...but again, I'll get to that) and then she sighed, rolled her eyes and set things up for me. (Here comes the explaining part...get ready.)

In the office there are 3 companies. Bryen & Bryen, BNL, and us, The Snyder Group. Bruce Bryen financially backed the other two companies, bsides his own, in the office building. So, they have a little wooden tray to put in the conference room for clients and meetings, etc. with drinks on it. fine by me. Except, they have no ice bowl, so you have to get out the tray, get out cups, put ice in the cups, get the bottled water out and serve it on the tray, but only after you've taken orders. Well, only one person wanted a drink. So, I wasn't gonna use the tray. It was like I'd defined all of heaven and earth. So, I used the freakin' tray, delivered the drink, and walked out with the tray. I thought Gloria was gonna have twins right there at her desk! I thought everyone's actions were freakin' Busch League and I think I said so to my mother at lunch. Here's why:

First of all, if you're gonna have a 10 am meeting the conference room should be supplied with: juice, water, coffee, and some morning munchie thing like bagels or donuts. This meeting was to last 3 hours. If you're gonna make me use the FREAKIN' TRAY, get me an ice bucket, so I can put out a bucket of ice, cups, and bottles of water, so that in the course of the meeting if they get thirsty they may help themselves, not disturb anyone, and not miss anything. Second, how ridiculous does it look to have 3 women running around to usher you into a conference room. If Pat wanted to do it that's fine. Experience showed that even if I said I'd do it (as I should...part of my job), she would do it anyway, then when I come in and either repeat the same information, OR look lost and confused wondering where he went, and NOT able to inform my boss where our clients are it looks unprofessional and...well...Busch League. she should have either let me handle the first one and all clients thereafter, or she should have just ushered him in like I told her when she asked. None of this half-and-half BS. Third, there is no reason Gloria should have been involved (except that Pat involved her). It wasn't her deal. It was nice of her to offer to show me how they set things up and where things were, but no way should it've been mandatory I do things her way. Finally, this is not their company. I am not their employee. There is not reason they should feel as if they can snap my head of for the way I handle things in my office. They can suggest, but don't get upset if I don't listen. No reason! too many people were inconvenience that didn't have to be b/c on 1 person.

As for the freakin' tray....I'm gonna use it for a bonfire. What kind of freakin' waitress do I look like?!?!?!

One day...far, far, away I'm gonna make it to the Show! I great land...where no one is Busch League and I love what I get to do every day! 'Cuz this sucks!!!!! Right now though, I'm off to take care of another bunch of idiots...my family. :)