P.A.
I was a personal assistant to a type-A lawyer. Hours: 8-6. Pay: $16/hour.
I got coffee, made trial notebooks, called clients, picked up clients, filed subpoenas, took in dry cleaning, answered phones (so many phones), ordered office supplies, carried his medication around (in case he had another heart attack), called his wife to tell her he would be late (again), made reservations for dinner, waited in line for Harry Potter tickets, bought birthday presents for his employees, got more coffee, fired his receptionist, carried evidence to court, babysat his client's children while they were in court, managed his calendar, and drove him to the hospital.
He had another heart attack.
Which is why I quit and why I will never be a personal assistant for anyone. Ever. Even if I did make BANK.
I got coffee, made trial notebooks, called clients, picked up clients, filed subpoenas, took in dry cleaning, answered phones (so many phones), ordered office supplies, carried his medication around (in case he had another heart attack), called his wife to tell her he would be late (again), made reservations for dinner, waited in line for Harry Potter tickets, bought birthday presents for his employees, got more coffee, fired his receptionist, carried evidence to court, babysat his client's children while they were in court, managed his calendar, and drove him to the hospital.
He had another heart attack.
Which is why I quit and why I will never be a personal assistant for anyone. Ever. Even if I did make BANK.
posted by Ali Lee at 1:36 PM
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