As you can plainly see in her email of this morning, she's really the brains of the operation, but if this fact was ever made public, they'd have to pay her accordingly so it's kept on the proverbial down-low. Yikes, imagine the hysteria and mayhem that would ensue. Here's what she wrote in her email this morning:
THIS IS IT.....THE LAST WEEK!!! THE FINAL FIVE DAYS....FOUR MORE 6:30 MORNINGS...FOUR MORE CONCERNS ABOUT WHAT TO WEAR...FOUR MORE DRIVES TO THIS PARKING LOT...FOUR MORE DAYS OF PETTY REQUESTS AND STUPID STATEMENTS...FOUR MORE DAYS OF LISTENING TO THE MOUTH-BREATHING, CHIP-CHOMPING, ILLITERATE.
Only four more days of expenses, incentives, surveys, suppliers, sales reps and their managers; no more "has this invoice been paid?", "what conference room is this meeting in", "can you get me an airline ticket", "I need some product pulled for a seminar this afternoon - can you get me approval to do a 'same day'?" "Please send this supplier their placements for the last 4 years"!!!!! "Please order lunch for 40 people to be delivered 20 minutes from now - what do you mean that's not possible?", "I need a rush on this $13,000 check request and $13,000 worth of gift cards by tomorrow", "how many days vacation do I have left this year?".
Oh, yeah, I'm ready!!!
Congratulations Donna! I'm so proud of you and a little envious since I will no doubt work up until the time of my death, and most likely while actually on the job. As usual, I wanna be just like you when I grow up!
How much do you love the comment about the "mouth-breathing, chip-chomping, illiterate"? As much as me? Come on, I know you do! Prey Tell!