The job isn’t the only thing new for me these days. At the office, the copier, the printer, the laptop and don’t get me started on the phones! We are a small (but mighty) company and our receptionist left last Friday to have a baby (how dare she!).
What this means is that we all take turns answering the phones and transferring the calls to where they need to go. I can’t tell you what a nervous wreck I was each time the phone rang today. I knew it was “my turn” to answer at some point and each time a call came in I could have pooped myself. OK, I may be exaggerating but there were some heart palpitations and that’s no lie.
The good news for me is this. Even though I’m the new kid on the block I’m also the oldest, so my reflexes aren’t what they used to be. So each time the phone rang, someone beat me to it. I’ve been feeling my age working with all these youngsters, but today my age worked to my advantage. First time, but hopefully not the last.
