I love it when people walk into Elynn's office, then walk back out, maybe once or twice, and then they actually come tell me she's not here.

As expected, I'm behind on the reportings of my mistaken identity, but it has also been quiet for a while. I was starting to think that maybe people had realized I wasn't a secretary.

Wrong. Now it has escalated.

It was one thing to walk by my desk to get to Elynn's office, and then ask me why Elynn is unreachable. Understandable, even. I do sit right outside her office, guardian of the door, community candy bowl and all.

It's another thing to corner me in the bathroom. At least I was on my way out, I suppose. But I still had to stand there awkwardly through this:

Her: Is Elynn here today?

Me: uh, she was but she left now (I said as I started going for the door)

Her: It seems like her door was closed all day.

Umm are you questioning me now?

Me: She got in late and then she had a closed door meeting with the editor for a while.

Then she went on to say that she had some important documents to give Elynn and that maybe she would "send her an email and then slide them under her door." Not sure of she wanted me to offer to give them to her or what but I said okay and left. Then she just came by "as promised" and put them under the door.

The Worst Secretary is back, I guess.

In keeping with being a terrible “secretary”, I have fallen behind already on reporting the incidents involving my mistaken identity. 

A few minutes ago, the president closed her door to take a phone call. Just now, someone came by looking for her.

Person: “Do you know who she is in there with?”

Me: “Actually, she’s on the phone.” Nailed it.

Person: “You’re starting to get good at knowing these things.”

Apparently, my reputation precedes me.

In other news, I’m thinking of making a tip jar to put on my desk. Good idea?

You can now pre-order the documentary on my favorite musician, Butch Walker! 

It'll be available Sept 17. Ahhh, I can't wait!!