Say “cheese,” small fry.
A couple of years ago when I first started working for James and Chad, I was riding up the elevator with a man who said, “So you a mortgage broker?”
“No, I’m just the assistant,” I said with a smile.
And the guys said, “Well, gotta start somewhere!”
Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Christina. I’m the assistant. I don’t totally understand the mortgage industry, but my bosses do.
But this is my blog…
Project for week: Team photo shoot
My assignment last week was to organize our team Happy New Year card. It started out as a holiday card, but when I kept slipping up and calling it the “Christmas card” – whoops! – in our team meetings, someone finally suggested we do a nice Happy New Year card. Good save!
One of the other nice ladies on our team wrangled us all in and took charge of what we should wear. “Ladies – black cocktail or business dress” Uh ohhh. Thing is, I have a black cocktail dress, but it’s borderline skanky. Am I allowed to say skanky on this blog?
To remedy my situation, I lied. I e-mailed James, outright lied and said I didn’t have one. The poor guy! He felt so bad and called within minutes assuring me that whatever I wore would be fine. So, after we hung up, I made a quick stop to the J Crew Clearance section and I found a fancy shirt that would work in a pinch if they stuck me in the back of the photo. Did I mention I’m five feet tall? “You! The short one in pants – front and center!”
I sent my mom the link. Her reaction [insert Georgia accent here], “Why are you wearin’ pants?”
Next assignment: Label and stamp 1000 Happy New Year cards. Did I mention mail merges and printing labels are my arch nemeses?