I Need a Higher Hemline

I’m having one of those days where it seems that everyone is tugging at my skirt.

It’s a work thing. Damon has been holding his own just fine. But I would bet I got about 200 emails today, and a multitude of calls. It all went something like this, “Can you… write an ad sales proposal/do a specials editorial calendar for 2008/approve this set of new designs/meet with us to discuss a content partnership/come up with a promotion plan for our new application/choose xyz items for the recipe contest/re-syndicate all your partner content in this new tool/write copy for the big in-book website promotion? Oh, and I’m hoping you can do it today. Sorry for the rush, but it’s really important.”

For those of you still awake after that last sentence I will readily admit that I accomplished very little of the above, instead leaving disappointment in my wake. I refuse to panic just because someone else failed to prepare and is now panicking. Unless it’s my boss. She’s allowed to make me panic. Bless her, she rarely does.

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4 responses to this post.

  1. I figure a good boss got to be where she is because she budgets her time well. Also, she’s worth her weight in gold. (And hopefully knows very well that you are, too).

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  2. I figure a good boss got to be where she is because she budgets her time well. Also, she’s worth her weight in gold. (And hopefully knows very well that you are, too).

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  3. I figure a good boss got to be where she is because she budgets her time well. Also, she’s worth her weight in gold. (And hopefully knows very well that you are, too).

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  4. Soon, “tugging on my skirt” will have a whole new meaning for you.
    “Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!”

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