Thursday, June 25, 2009

my title

For the third time in a month my title has changed. I was an intern, then a part time bookkeeper/assistant, then a literary assistant. Now I am an...

Executive Assistant.

Haha. Today my boss turns to me and says, "You should change your title." (He's British, so imagine it with the accent too)
Me: "My title?"
Boss: "Literary Assistant sounds so young and entry level."
Me: *stares at him expectantly*
Boss: "You should at least be the..." (Adds emphasis) "Executive Assistant. You are the assistant to the CEO and for everything you do... we aren't going to start paying you more or anything, but we'll give you a little more clout."
Me: "Okay, sounds good."

So there you have it. I've graduated up the ranks and am now an Executive Assistant


Steph said...

WOOO HOOO go you! Promotions come in all shapes and sizes!


suzie said...

haha, thanks! It's nice feeling appreciated at work :)

Victoria Schwab said...

Congratulations!!! Very cool, miss Suzie, VERY cool.

Jacqueline C said...


P.S. How did you get your hands on a copy of Hush, Hush!?

suzie said...

Advanced copy at Book Expo. I'll review it later today and give away a copy in a contest :)


Congrats on the promotion!

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2. I'm legitimately nocturnal (or a vampire). I will be so exhausted at two pm that I'm falling asleep standing up - it has happened before, at Six Flags no less - but as soon as the sun goes down I'm wide awake.

3. I have a gorgeous unused $6000 Reem Acra wedding dress hanging in my closet, and it showed up on my doorstep the same day my (now ex) fiance broke up with me. And thank God for that. I wouldn't have wanted to waste that dress on him.

4. Social anxiety plagues me daily. I write a script and practice in front of the mirror when I have to make a phone call, but most people who interact with me have no idea how nervous I am (or perhaps they lie) because I've worked so hard to try to overcome it.

5. I'm actually worried that I will never love my children (when I do have them in the far off future) as much as I love my dogs. I just like animals better than people - they're sweet and innocent and soft and furry - is that so wrong?