Private secretary
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One of the percs that comes with my new job and title is that I get my own secretary. And I get to hire whomever I want. Well, I gave this a lot of thought and I have worked up some plans, but I am not ready to implement them yet. So I needed an interim fix. Haircut dude immediately came to mind.
My loyal readers will remember haircut dude. he started following me around, showing up everywhere, trying to “be helpful.” Well he was starting to be a real pain in the ass, and so maybe 6-7 weeks ago I sat the dude down, gave him a pager and told him not to show his face until I paged him.
Well, this morning I paged him. I got my call back in about a minute.
“Sorry it took so long Sir, but I was in a meeting and had to excuse myself.”
I was pleased, but not a little surprised, that the dude was still even carrying the pager after I had ignored the bitch for so long. All I said was “Meet me for lunch at 1:00 today.” I named a restaurant, one of the toughest tables to get in town and told him to make a reservation.
“Yes Sir, Of course.”
At lunch, I explained what I wanted. I wanted him to be my secretary, but only for a month or two until something permanent could be worked out.
“No problem Sir., I can take a leave of absence from work.” I have no idea what haircut dude does for a living, but I suspect he’s pretty high up on the food chain, given his $100 haircuts, his expensive suits and the fact that he picked up our $200 lunch without even flinching. I told him that the job paid $60,000 a year, but that the money would be deposited into an account in his name but that was blocked. Only I could withdraw from the account and at the end of his tenure as my secretary, I would close the account and give him what I thought his services were worth. Again he didn’t flinch. the bitch starts Monday..
