Me, a Career Girl?

When I was in the ninth grade I wanted to be an airline stewardess (that’s what we called them back in those days).  Now I believe they are flight attendants.  Anyway, an assignment I had for a typing class was to choose a profession and research what the criteria was to apply for that position.  I called various airlines and really did my research.  What I remember most was you had to be tall (5’8” and up).  I was never going to be that tall.  You could not wear corrective lenses.  I’d worn glasses since the seventh grade.  It was deflating.  As for typing class, I had a great teacher who I really liked, but I only passed with a “C”.

In the 10^th grade I took Office Practice. I flunked that class.  Really.  Mrs. Holbein even conferenced with my Mom and told her that she believed I was “too into boys.”  Well, duh! I WAS a teenager.  Oh, but if that teacher could see me now!!!

For that past 22 years I have worked as a legal assistant and I absolutely love what I do.  Of course, the fact that I work at a firm with really great people makes it that much easier.  I am responsible for four attorneys. That’s four times the assignments, the time sheets, the filings, the deadlines.  But, I am grateful that they let me do my own thing, i.e.,draft pleadings, letters, discovery, etc. My days are very busy and I always volunteer for overtime when offered.  I look forward to rising in the morning and going to work (okay, not every day, but most).  I always say that when you start not liking your job it’s time to move on.  I think I’ll be staying here a little while longer.

 Me, working.  Or maybe, me at work.