Today is Administrative Professionals Day. It used to be called Secretaries Day, but that job designation has gone the way of Fireman, Waiter, Policeman and Stewardess. In a world with essential services provided by Fire Fighters, Wait Staff, Police Officers and Flight Attendants, the Administrative or Executive Assistant is perhaps the most essential (unless, you know, your house is burning down). Here then, is a 21-flower bouquet to all you guys who make life possible for we who become increasingly incapacitated by our stature every day, we who cannot book a flight, secure a table, pay a bill, or manage our daily call log without you. You deserve more than our thanks! You deserve something nice in your mailbox.
So thanks, Beverly. Thanks for the muffins in the morning and the way you get me a good table at lunch every time and reservations for dinner that are appropriate to my self-image, and book all my travel right, no matter how confusing it is, and put up with my moods and occasional infantile yelling, and tell me when I have an appointment I have forgotten, and advise me when I’m overbooked, and even answer the phone on the weekends when some antic impulse moves me. I couldn’t do it without you, Bev. Happy Administrative Professionals Day!
Now where’s my sandwich?!
