It all started with an email addressed to Connie. It contained information someone had requested in my department but when it came back the question on all of our minds was…who the hell was Connie?
My assistant was born.
Connie has turned out to be quite a handful. Mistakes are rare but when she makes one she uses my name on the documentation! I have to explain to everyone that Connie was responsible.
When I am late for work it is because I have been briefing Connie on the day’s activities. When a particularly scathing IM is accidentally sent to the subject instead of my friend one office over…Connie has obviously been using my computer again.
She should have been fired a long time ago but it’s gotten to the point where I am not sure I can manage without her. In fact, she has become so valuable that I am considering increasing her work hours to include duties within my home. If dinner is slightly burned or a shirt is somehow bleached during a laundry mishap…Connie could really help out.
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