It's almost 11. I have to leave the house to hop a plane to Chicago in a few hours... Not because I need to be there at the crack of dawn but because my dumb ass waited too long to book a flight that left at a reasonable hour.
I have to train my editorial staff. Who are flying out from all over the country. To listen to me. And I'm still wondering what the hell I'm going to do with them for TWO freaking days.
I've been on this publication for 2 years. I've never been trained myself and now I have to train other people?
We're writers. If they've gotten to this stage in life and don't know how to write, I'm can't help them in just 2 days. And if they can't write, what are they doing on my team anyway?
I'm still not sure what's going to come out of my mouth when it comes time to talk to these guys... hopefully I'll be brilliant. I'll settle for not sounding like a bumbling idiot and wasting everyone's time. But if I don't go the hell to bed soon, I'm never going to make my damn flight!
Wish me luck. I need it.
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Hey you... here's your opportunity to be proactive... decide what you think will look good and work... and then delegate the Hell out of everything...
There are bound to be some good bars in Chicago...
Just sayin'...
~shoes~
smiles. i imagine you will figure it out...have fun on your trip...
Jaime, what the hell were you thinking?
I'm sure you pulled it off in grand style!
Nice article, thanks for the information.
If they're bad writers then you could say nothing and it would be fantastic! If they're good writers, then they'll still love you because they're flying out to see you! They already think you're amazing!
we totally need to catch up.
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