ME:
By the way, who was the father of your tiny dream baby and what happened to it, did it live in perfect harmony??
FRIEND REPLY:
That’s funny, there’s a 7 foot something Chinese guy that has lived with a family in Summerfield to train for the NBA. Unfortunately, he’s too sluggish to do that. Aww. BUT he’s going to be in Rush Hour 3 so it can’t be all that bad.
I don’t know who the father of my dream baby was. Oh and Chris requested to add me on Facebook. Guess dealing with us Sat. nite didn’t make him hate us.
MY REPLY:
Yeah well we did throw up all over his place……..and that makes us great friends!
FRIEND REPLY:
Oh yes, best friends.
MY REPLY:
So what is a typical day of work like for you? I want to know what your job is.
FRIEND REPLY:
A typical day…. You want all the details? It’s not that interesting…
I get in around 8:45ish (if I come in earlier, there’s no one here for me to assist)
I get coffee/ go to bathroom/ maybe get half a bagel on Wednesdays
Talk to all my folks (I’m assisting 3 people) and see what they have that I can do
Check to see if I have any buys (I haven’t yet and probably won’t for a while b/c I got the markets from a girl that left at the end of my first week and she did everything for them before she left).
Uh…
Do stuff, go the the bathroom about 5 million times b/c I drink too much water.
Stuff means faxing, contacting reps for various reasons, watching my supervisors teach me things, working on invoices and other things I guess.
Then lunch – usually Lean Cuisine, but sometimes I eat the catered food (like yesterday it was yummy bbq, corn, etc) or I go to the café downstairs.
More stuff and bathroom breaks
Leave 5:45ish.
Now tell me about YOUR days!
MY REPLY:
Um okay, well usually I try to wake up around 5:50 and get a work out in (this just started on Monday, so we’ll see how it goes).
Then I get dressed eat cheerios and get to work around the same time as you.
I sit at my desk, check emails and usually keep a to do list of tasks from the day before so I can look at it and work off it today
I write a lot of proposals and do market research (meaning checking out competition and prospects).
Brent, he’s the boss who helps me out, gives me stuff to do, including writing proposals (of which I have done about 30). If he meets with a new prospect, we will send them preliminary research and stuff about us to hopefully gain them as a client.
Then I have lunch—I bring my own because it saves money, plus I have been splurging lately on homemade super yummy dinners
I am usually more productive in the morning, so I save all the hard stuff for then
After lunch, I usually do some keyword research or write a blog and do research for it
I also subscribe to as many industry newsletters and publications as I can so I can stay updated on the business so I read them in my down time, or reuters or people or watch movies on you tube( that takes about the last hour of my day.)
Then around 3 or 4 the ladies in the office (there’s 3 of us) go on a dog walk with Jack .
We come in and sit down and after that, I pretty much don’t work until 5:30.
Now here’s the next question. Are you in a cubicle? And I think in July I will be leaving here to pursue my own bakery. I’m recruiting you to help me bake.
FRIEND REPLY:
Hopefully I’ll have my own buys soon so I can work on my own stuff for a change. I’ll be doing the same stuff, just also for myself. Luckily we also have those cool breaks occasionally where the boss gives us beer haha.
I AM in a cubicle. A 3 sided cubicle so it doesn’t seem so bad. And I can see the tops of my neighbors heads. I have a picture of Sonny and one of my cats, a Georgia O’Keefe calendar, a flower they gave me when I started (that is dying) and the coolest (and newest thing): a desk organizer! Wow I am a dork, but I am super excited about it.
Who’s Jack?
Bakery sounds good, except I can’t really bake. Hire me at your own risk!
MY REPLY:
You can sift flour.
Jack is a dog who’s part wolf and part who the hell knows. He has a red and black coat and is reminiscent of a giant bear. I’m in a cubicle also, two sides are wood and I face a sterile cement wall because our office is in a loft. If I were to scoot my chair backwards really fast, in anger, I might go over the railing and fall to my death one floor below.
FRIEND REPLY:
Ok, I can sift flower. Can I taste test too?
MY REPLY:
No you did not just spell flour like that…..taste test, absolutely. Also you can stir—you’re REAL good at that one.