And...... Breath!

Well, this is the first time all day that I have been actually able to sit and breath. I thought that yesterday was busy, today put yesterday to shame. The best part is; I can't really tell you what I have been doing, I just know that it has just started to settle down.

The main thing that made my day hectic was one of utter silliness:
Darrel* a newer person in my company, was having a meeting around lunch time. I knew of this meeting because since I am in charge of our parking lot he had to clear the parking with me. Now people in my company have meetings all the time at all hours of the day, I sometimes think that that is all they do. That being said; they do not normally have meetings that incorporate the actual eating of food. When they do, that is where I come in. Myself, being the Jack-of-all-trades (or Jill) am the one to procure all the delicious-ness for these every once in a while 'eating meetings'. Yesterday we had one such meeting. Now in normal situations (like yesterday) I have advanced notice, thus giving me time to get all that I need to impress whom ever my company is trying to impress.

Darrel was a part of yesterdays meeting, and like I mentioned, he is a newer person to the company.

So today, Darrel's meeting arrives, and I lead them into where they need to go. I then call down to Darrel to inform him that his meeting is here and waiting; he says "Great, thanks, be right up!". Which he is. (Here is where is gets fun kiddies) Darrel is in his meeting for, give or take, 10-15 minutes, when he comes out to my desk and tells me that they have a lunch order and was wondering if I could go get it. I look at my computer clock, 12:18. I look back at Darrel, slap a smile on my face, and say "sure". He then hands me the paper with the instructions and turns tail. Looking at the paper I realize that the name of president of the company is on the list. I then look at the pile of mail (literally a huge pile) on my desk and the bin of even more mail behind me, the movers that are walking in and out moving a tenant out of a space, I can hear the phone ringing like crazy, and then I think about how I am supposed to be keeping an eye on the CEO's computer because it is being worked on remotely. I then sigh, put on my coat and head out the door.
*time stamp is now 12:20*

*an aside*
Now for those of you who don't really know me, I need to tell you that I work in the Back Bay of Boston right near Newbury Street. I love working this close to everything, however, I try to not venture out around lunch time because I value my life. I normally take a late lunch or I go to the BPL, where it is nice and quiet and you can eat a sandwich in peace, or I go to lunch with my lunch buddy and then I don't really care a whole ton about what is going on because I am listening to another person. Bustling up and down Newbury street trying to get lunch for 5 people while dodging looks from people just trying to get lunch for themselves, not completely awesome.

*Time stamp is now 12:24*
I hustle my butt into the sandwich shop and look around in amazement at the fact that I am the only person at the counter. The girl who helped me yesterday is there and asks right off the bat (in rather broken English) how many sandwiches. As I give her the instructions people start to filter in. She asks me about the mustard on the sandwich "wit du chezz" and people are now flowing into the little shop, and she is the only one behind the counter. I finally get all the sandwiches and am just hoping that there is at least one that does not have mustard on it and go to the check out. $30 later (not kidding, actual price) I leave the shop after making sure I got the receipt, and head toward the pizza shop.

*Time stamp is now 12:38*
I am looking at the list and realize that there is only one drink request on it. Quickly call Kathy* and inquire if there are any other requests, she checks:
"No, they are all fine with water, can I get a Diet Coke though?. Hey they are leaving at 1:30, when do you think you will be back here?".

1:30! No one told me this!
"Sure. I am just getting the salad now, and then I have to get the soup, so not to long."

I get the salad, turn out of the shop and start to haul ass up the three blocks that I have to go to get the soup. Now I know that three blocks does not seem far, but when you are carrying sandwiches, a salad, soda, and trying not to kill them, it can be challenging. I get the the soup place and see that the line is out the door, and settle in. I finally get the soup ( and a bagel for myself) and head to CVS for milk.

*Time stamp is now 12:59*
Here is a fundamental question for all of you. Who here on God's green earth needs to return a nail file to CVS at 1 in the afternoon!? Because it was that person that I was stuck behind. Milk gotten.

They all get their lunch and I sigh a HUGE sigh of relief. Then turn to the mail, movers, phone, and the CEO's computer....