I'm Just a Receptionist
I'm an admin assistant for a growing company. A well-paid, well-cared-for admin assistant who handles high-profile clients coming in with their millions of dollars dripping off them like sweat. Who keeps the office oiled with a kitchen that is eternally stocked with fresh fruits, high-protein low-sugar snack bars, meal-replacement shakes for those days my coworker's will be working through their lunch breaks, and beverages of every kind - including over a dozen choices of coffee. Who handles everyone's calendars, reminds them of every appointment, books their flights and hotels for their business trips, schedules haircuts, suit fittings, birthday celebrations. Who runs personal errands to the post office, the bank, to pick up their lunch when they're stuck in a meeting. Who built such a great rapport with our biggest clients that they come to my desk just to speak for a while before going into their meeting. Who does so much more.
Yet I feel like "just" an admin assistant. When answering the "What do you do now?"question, I am faced with a look of smugness and "Oh, that's okay," before launching into how they are now patent agents, engineers, graphics designers, and pharmacists.
I feel so very small and unaccomplished.