She Slices His Bananas and Salami
Anyway. My point is, the partner likes having a personal assistant. He spends a lot of time flitting around talking about how busy he is, too busy to make phone calls or do client-related work, and instead hires a personal assistant to do things for him. The reality is he wants to retire to Napa like many of his friends have, and just come into the city one or two days a week.
The partner is horridly disorganized. He doesn't even make any attempt to be better, probably because everyone around him is organized in an effort to counter his Pig-Pen-esque messes. On Friday the partner asked me to help him carry things to his car. The truth is, he could have carried it all by himself. Hell, I could have carried it all by myself. He just really likes having people constantly doing things for him. It strokes his ego.
For the last two-plus weeks, I have been working at this place. It is my third time working for this guy. He has been all compliments. I follow through on things. I fix problems the last secretary caused. I get along with all the employees, and the sub-tenants. The office manager has been out for the last two weeks due to illness, and I have handled a slew of things she normally does. Any time the partner asks me if I know how to do something that I don't know how to do, I tell him I'll figure it out, and then I do.
The partner was not allowing the now-fired secretary to calendar anything because she kept screwing up. I calendar things, and it works out just fine. The partner told me he didn't allow the now-fired secretary to work on CC&R's because there is a lot of formatting that could easily get screwed up. I have worked on three. There are many examples like that. Since I started there earlier this month, the partner has consistently complimented me. Two or three times he has said that when the office manager is back he'd like to talk about making this a permanent position. He never gave me any negative feedback.
Then on Friday afternoon the partner told me that next week I should schedule about 45 minutes for us to talk, perhaps during lunch, for him to tell me things I should improve upon, for future jobs. Meaning ... he is not going to hire me? Really? Where is this coming from? He has never had one complaint and now he feels he has 45 minutes worth? This from the man who has gone through six secretaries in less than two years?
On Friday, when he told me this, I was livid as I agreed. This weekend a lot of thinking and re-framing has happened. I was already fighting against counting chickens before they were hatched in terms of waiting for this temporary job to turn into a permanent one. Now I am changing my approach. When I show up tomorrow, it will be with the goal of extending this temp position for as long as possible.
Everyone is hoping the office manager will make it back to work tomorrow, part-time. I want to talk with her about this, since she is very influential with the partner. He doesn't make any big decisions without her. Also, I will ask if she can join in the constructive-criticism lunch hour, because I think it'll go better with her there. I wish he'd do this at the end of the day. 45 minutes is a long time to sit there allowing a wealthy egomaniac to tell you what you should be doing differently or how you can do things better. I'd prefer to be able to go home afterward, in case the constructive criticism makes me want to cry. It'd be better to do that on the train home, rather than in the sunken living room of an office in Union Square.