hey, old big bear here. i’m working at my dad’s office right now. i thought i’d have to come in and do filing or something like that today but naw, i’m just sitting around eating and answering phones. i’m getting paid to do this too. wow. ill try and keep a running blog throughout the day of the adventures of the second hottest receptionist in the world.
9:27 – Still no calls yet. I’m eating a chocolate muffin from albertson’s. it may just be me but albertson’s definitely dropped the ball on the quality of its chocolate muffins. it’s still alright. i’m listening to all the jazz i have to preform tonight. kinda of nervous, not gonna lie.
9:52 – 2 calls. 1 from the district office for the mother. I redirected her like none of your business. I’m so good. Especially not that I now spell business correctly. The other call was from the big guy. He’s asking me to salvage files. Those who have experienced this are the only ones who truly understand what a bitch salvaging files is. I hate file salvaging.
10:42 – There is this woman whose name I will not mention. She keeps calling about a letter went sent overnight yesterday that should arrive to her by 12 today. It hasn’t arrived yet. She wanted a tracking number on a letter sent overnight. Does that exist? i’m listening to the kroq online stream at my desk here. i hate the song dani california. ive heard it 347218057 times. it still sucks.
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