Administrative Professionals Day

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Today is the day that executives give thanks to the administrative professional who covers his/her ass on a daily basis.

Those of us without administrative professionals give thanks as well for these fine gatekeepers to the upper echelons of corporate life. For without them, some people wouldn’t know which leg to stick into their pants first.

There are a few administrative professionals in my realm here at the HMSA Mothership. They are precise, because they must make the trains run on time. They are gracious, they know when to keep their mouths shut, they know when to help out a dismayed corporate writer, they provide cover when I man up and ask for ice from the executive refrigerator when the big ice machines downstairs are broken (a once-in-a-lifetime event).

I admire these women, because they mostly are women, but I could never be one of them. I barely keep my own calendar straight, let alone my family’s! How could I possibly get a VIP from point A to point B on time, neatly parked between the lines of the best parking space at their destination and at a meeting with the correct folder of precisely organized documents before him?

I’d have to work for a guy who knows how to help himself because sometimes I just can’t order a sandwich tray, book a room, position the podium and queue the PowerPoint simultaneously.

Which begs the question: How many of these precious angels booked their own lunches or ordered their own lei today?

Luv, me.

By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

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