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I am sending this to our team secretary. She is a mad cat woman who takes at least six 25-minute smoke breaks a day.
"She must dress like a page out of Vogue" Pauline weighs approx. 250lbs and is about 5ft 4. Today she was wearing red canvas trousers, an orange satin shirt, and a beige sleeveless cardigan that her mum had knitted. Oh, and a purple Beatles cap.
But we all love her. She's always cheerful, nothing fazes her (or causes her to break out in a sweat) and the work does get done, eventually.
ugh. the secretaries ahem, forgive me, "Executive Assistants" at a former-DumbCo-esque employer of mine tended to combine the fashion sense of a streetwalker with a thirteen-year-old girl, and several of them had such terrible interpersonal skills that I cannot imagine how they remained employed. I've been a secretary / project assistant / office manager type for the past fifteen years solid and believe me I have seen it all, from temp agency brouhahas to insane boss demands: Oh, absolutely, it's such a FABULOUS idea to let your two-year-old daughter and cranky geriatric Pomeranian gambol throughout the front office, while I simultaneously attempt to run a busy switchboard, deal with pissed-off suppliers who all want their bills paid yesterday, wrangle blueprints into the correct job folders, answer the dock door and try to keep your precious li'l darlings from escaping onto the shop floor where there are so many fascinatingly sharp, pointy, burny, weldy things going on. *sigh*
today's lfr wardrobe incorporates pearls, brown cashmere sweaterset, smart khaki tweed skirt and matching brown grosgrain heels and hair ribbon.