Anonymous wrote:Life was much simpler when we all had secretaries to answer our lines and screen our calls.
For instance if I were on a call. I had multiple lines and Becky sat outside my door and could pick my line greet the incoming caller with a friendly hello, if she had an English accent even better, also she would probably already know the caller if not she’d ask who may I say if calling, she’s already know if it was an important call or person because she was my Girl Friday.
She’d place the call on hold and make a note on a pink slip. Gently knock on my door, slip ever so quietly in, place the note under my nose. I’d nod, yes, no. If a yes, I’d wrap up the call. Bob, good speaking with you, I have to run, are we good for drinks on Tuesday.
Becky would see my light on line 1 go out and she’d call me, announce the call, and patch then call through.
Oh how I miss Becky, and oh how I miss the 90s early 2000s. Things were so civilized.
Are you 80? Are you Mary Higgins Clark? “Girl Friday?”
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