Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Administrative Professionals Day

Happy Administrative Professional's Day.

As a member of Generation X...wait...am I too old for Generation X?  Am I Generation Y?  Or Generation W? 

Anyway, what I started out to say is that growing up in the era I did, I'm glad they've changed the name to "Administrative Professional's Day" because I'm one of those super annoying people who is offended by the word "secretary".

Really, I have no idea why. 

Maybe it's because I consider myself a semi-feminist.  Or at least I used to before I got pregnant and started thinking, "They might have had some things wrong in the old days, but confinement of pregnant women wasn't one of those things."

No, sir, they were right about that.  Because if I were now in confinement, I wouldn't have to deal with all of the tummy touchers and all the jerks who tell me that "black is supposed to be sliming, but it's not helping your belly out at all."

However, I wish I wasn't celebrating today - because one day, I'd really like to have a job where I don't administrate stuff.  I want other people to administrate for me.  And answer my phone.

I mean, I'm a college graduate for heaven sake.  I'm smarter and better looking than Donald Trump.  I speak like seventeen languages.  Ok, so that's a lie, but what I'm saying is, why is it that I can only get administrative positions?  I can't even get an interview for anything else.

Sigh.  I'm thinking that next year, when I'm a world famous massage therapist, I'll be the one who's responsible for bring the treats, not receiving them.

And speaking of receiving treats, Administrative Professional's Day has already produced a box of goodies that includes a flaky lemon pastry that almost satiated my appetite for lemon meringue pie.  Almost.

On that note, I'd like to pay homage to the very best administrative professional ever:  pre-cosmetic surgery Dolly Parton.



I'm thinking about getting a peach lace dress.  I think it'd be my best look.

1 comment:

Porter Family said...

LOVE that movie. Was there a better trio in all movie kind than Fonda/Parton/Tomlin? I doubt it. Maybe peach would be more slimming than black. Who knows and who cares. Remind Lindsay to tell you about a certain family member that before he became a family member told her she looked like the grim reaper in all her 9 month pregnant black wearing glorious self. It's pretty funny to hear her tell that one.