9.28.2005

If I had to describe Sue Ann in lament terms, she’s the Midwestern catholic mother of eight preadolescent children who she home schools and feeds, lives on a 20 acre farm, fixes the plumbing, milks the cows, feeds the horses, looks after the chickens, and make sure all 6 dogs stay within property line at all times, all while keeping a smile on her face that makes you feel life is nothing but a playground.

But that’s only what she would be has she been a farmer’s wife.

Sue Ann is the executive assistant to the American headquarters of a large German company who I am the receptionist to, and my boss, every time I make her laugh she puts her hand on my shoulder and say “you’re great” – she asks our sales reps what they think of my fabulous voice over the phone and comes to me with literature to read and a cup of coffee every day – all while overlooking her duties as the CEO and CFO’s assistant, making sure the biggest intracompany construction work is going smoothly and hazard free, driving her daughters to see colleges around the state while trying to car shop because her good ol ford expedition is dying.

Oh, and taking over my position for an hour twice a week so I can take my lunch break.

I love my new boss.