I have been working as an assistant to my boss for about a year and half now. In a lot of ways she is like a mother figure to me, I real pain in my tush most of the time, but yet she has her tender endearing moments. There is something about her that keeps me coming back to her day after day. Perhaps it is her maternal-like ways. Regardless, manic does not even begin to describe her. Every morning is a toss up. It is like waking up and opening your eyes and not knowing if it is going to be sunny or raining out, regardless of what the weatherman predicted. We all know, Mother Nature has a mind of her own and so does Lady K.
I know that there are others out there who are just like me and in the same position. Being an assistant is a 24/7 job and often at times we make sacrifices in our own lives that go completely unacknowledged to better the lives of those around us and those who we work for. The description for an assistant job should really say “emotional rollercoaster”. I wanted to share with you weekly stories of mine that are often at times hysterical and yet unimaginable. By me sharing my stories with you every week, I hope that you too will share yours. Here’s to the first.
It was an average travel day for Lady K and me. We had packed her belongings the night before, everything from important work documents down to her dogs’ wee wee pads. Our flight was leaving around 3pm and I was to arrive at her apartment at 10am packed and ready to go. Typically on a travel day there is more intensity in the air because Lady K always gets anxiety the day we travel. For days prior to our travel she had been complaining about her front tooth and how it was coming loose. “Loose?” I asked her, “What do you mean lose? Like falling out?” She explained to me how she had veneers and how she felt like the bonding was coming loose. For the next several days I told her she should probably go and see a dentist before we left for our big trip where she was to be on national television. Could you imagine if her tooth cracked on national television? Needless to say, no dentist was ever seen over the course of the few days leading up to our departure day. She said she didn’t have enough time in the day, really?
I called Lady K on my way over to her apartment on our departure day to make sure that everything was running smoothly. She replied she was packed and ready to go and had ordered in bagels and was just about to toast one. Not really thinking, I did not see this as a problem. Well, when I walked through her apartment door I walked into a natural tooth disaster. Lady K was frantically on the phone with her dentist’s office begging them to have the dentist see her immediately. When I asked what happened all Lady K had to do was smile. Her front tooth had completely cracked in half. I could not help but to laugh. Of course this would happen to us, we were to leave for the airport in two hours. And she was to be on national television the next morning. As I looked around I noticed that Lady K was not packed. She hung up the phone with the doctors office, headed for her closest and began pulling things and throwing them into a pile like she was a shopaholic in a sample sale. We threw her belongings into her suitcase and managed to get her out the door all within five minutes. After Lady K left I checked to make sure that we had packed everything and that our flights were running on time. I decided to make myself a bagel as I nervously waited for the next two hours. As I bit in, I rethought my decision remembering what had just happened. It was like waiting to see if the groundhog was going to see it’s shadow. All of a sudden the phone rang, it was Lady K and the first two words out of her mouth were “thank god”. Finally, I was able to breath again and we were ready to rock and roll.
From one assistant to another,