At least for the next two days I am. Yesterday Liza told me they needed a fashion assistant at Women's Health to help with organizing and returning samples in the closet, and without hesitation I told her I was the girl for the job! I know a lot of people with my experience would turn their nose up at tedious, entry-level work, but not this girl. No. way.
I don't think Starbucks runs are in the job description, but if I'm called to do one, I will. With a smile on my face. And let's face it, "fashion assistant" is just a fancy title for CLOSET BITCH. At 29 years-old, I'm a glorified intern. And I'm OK with that. Why? Because I need money. And I know that any opportunity can lead to another one. Plus, the thought of just being in an office excites me. Human interaction, hooray!
Remember this post where I talked about swallowing pride? Well, I'm doing it again. Gulp. When's the last time you had to? And what's your least favorite task you have to do at work?