if you've got time to lean you've got time to clean. you want to know the details of my work. yes. you want to know the details of my work. you want to know. you want to know. ok, whatever, i'm telling you anyway. so far at my job i have arrived early 100% of the time. that means i've been here early today and yesterday. and i'll probably be early tomorrow too. my doubters scuffle away in shame.
i've tried very hard to be on top of things. "jon, can you do this?" i do it asap. that is "as soon as possible." let no task wait. all those things my moms nags me about at home and in life? i'm doing it right here and right now. i'm trying to be super organized. i got folders for my folders, backups for my backups, post it notes for my post it notes. i am the organization king. then again i've only had maybe ten pages of things to organize so far but rome wasn't built in a day. i also make to do lists (for to do things) and up to the minute progress checks. i have what i creatively call my "daily log." i log my daily activities by time and duration. impressive eh? you want more i know.
so far today i've gone to the equipment office three times. once for report covers, once for stickers and once more for a rolodex. a rolodex speaks volumes about how important i will soon be. it has yet to arrive but when it does, watch out. i could be calling out your ass next. i've copied and hole punched and put together reports. i used an automatic hole puncher that is really the neatest thing since the toaster. why it only punches twenty pages at a time is beyond me but nobody said the best inventors worked in office equipment. i've also faxed some. used the phone some. oh and can i say that i am now a proud and password protected member of fed ex online? there, i said it. call me vip. that's "very important person" since you didn't know.
and the day is not nearly over yet. what more could happen? a trip to the post office? more office supplies? more organization? more "can i have you sign here please?" if the excitement of my life makes your paltry existence seem dry and shallow, well, so be it. live vicariously through me. don't date me because i'm beautiful. hate i meant hate. don't hate me because i'm beautiful. same thing i guess.
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