the beginning

On June 14th, 2007, I wrote an e-mail to a former RI Governor.* I was writing to ask a favor. The Governor (affectionately known as G-Sun...but only really to me and my friend Josh) had been my professor for PSC 305, a class about Rhode Island politics, and I was writing to inquire as to whether I could use him as a possible reference on my resume as I began the big job hunt at the end of my college career.

On June 15th, I got my response:

Dear Sarah,

[The Governor] asked me to see if you have the skills to provide
bookkeeping and secretarial help to him. My position with him is over
on 6/22/07, and he is looking for someone to help with secretarial and
bookkeping capabilities. I have attached a general description of the
position.

Cecelia

After writing e-mails back and forth all day on the 15th, Cecelia and I agreed that I would come in between 1 and 1:30 that Monday, the 18th of June, and talk to Cecelia, who had worked for the Governor for the last 12 years, about her job and whether I'd be able to take the position. We talked, she explained, I listened, and by the end of the day it was understood: I would work with Cecelia for her last week and she would train me. At the end of the week, if things worked out, I would take over her job and G-Sun's Professional Administrative Assistant.

PROFESSIONAL ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT (n): a fancy word for "secretary."

...Little did I know what I was getting myself into.






*For my own personal protection, I have removed the Governor's name from my posts, to avoid a google-related fiasco.