I was drowning at work.
The day after I’d returned from my West Coast training trip for the new part-time responsibilities my New Boss was allowing me to take on, I was given another person to support. So now, not only was trying to prove myself in the new role, I was once again assisting three Executives. As well as attempting to manage my duties as NY Site Leader of the Wellness Group, not to mention continue my very important post as President of the Fun Committee. In all the chaos, I’d completely ignored my position as the Co-Founder of the Gum Culture Task-Force. There was only one sad, stale, half-consumed pack of Watermelon Trident left.
I was thrilled to have the opportunity to take on this new assignment and was eager to show New Boss #1 and the team I was working with, that I could do it and do it well, but it seemed every time I would start to work on a project for them, something urgent in my Assistant role would come up and I’d have to discard it. I would always try to come back to it later. Sometimes I could. But sometimes I couldn’t.
And on the flip-side, because I was trying to do other things concurrently, I was totally dropping the ball as an Assistant. Emails were going unanswered, tasks were being put off and I was frequently forgetting things that had always been second nature. This has never happened to me.
Everything was a priority and I didn’t know where to focus my energies. By trying to get everything done, I was accomplishing nothing.
One morning, my New Boss #2 came to my desk and said, not unkindly, “Do you think you might be able to get to my expenses tomorrow?” I almost burst into tears. I nodded at him but I had no idea how I would fit it in. I was already coming in early and leaving late and still was nowhere near being caught up.
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go on like this.
So when New Boss #1 called me and said, “Hey, could you pop by?” I knew what was coming.
But I prayed anyway as I made my way to her office.
Please, please don’t let them take this away from me. These new responsibilities are the first thing that have made me feel proud of my job. Please don’t let them make me into just an Assistant again. I will come in earlier. I will work Saturdays. Just please don’t let them take this from me. Pleasepleaseplease.