Sigh … @#$%^&*
… about my recent RESIGNATION please don’t judge Mee till you ‘hear’ the details
I had to resign as P.A to my boss (who else would I have been P.A to but MY boss?!?) about three weeks ago; as lucrative as it was***sobbing out loud***
OK, here’s why…
My boss returned from a trip and told Mee he was tired…’expectedly’!!!
I said ok Sir, and he goes on to ask Mee if I could get olive oil…no qualms…I dashed off… (“what’s a P.A for if not errand affairs?”) The Ministers P.A is the Minister of Errand affairs … which I happened to be!
On my return, he said his thanks and I began to pack my sack; sorry, my bag… ready to go home… home sweet home 🙂 (PS: home is where the heart is)
As I was approaching him to bid him farewell, he told Mee he needed a massage…sure thing Sire, lemme get your masseuse on the phone…
He stops Mee and says, “can you define the word ‘Personal Assistant’ ?!?”
Shocked to my marrow, I stammered as the definition dawned on Mee…hmmn…talk about job hazards!!!
You really don’t want to know what followed…
…till I’m stable again,