Nov 17, 2009 23:02
Never thought I'd be tired of drinking wine, but there you have it. Two days and over twelve hours of drinking the finest pinot noir made in Oregon and entertaining out-of-town execs and shmoozing clients and potential clients has left me raw. Emotional highs followed by utter exhaustion. I've been getting to the gym throughout this, so that's something at least.
And now I'm getting my wish of more help (note previous job description) and am looking for a sales assistant. My boss' boss was in town for the events and we had many meetings and he got to meet some clients and drink some wine. I was frank and forward and even took my hello kitty hula dancer off the car dashboard. I mean business. Told him help was needed and honestly, I didn't want to turn over responsibility of managing the plant to someone else and would rather hire a young and energetic sales person that could be molded. He completely understood. Wow.
So. Now I have to find that person. Sending out the networking feelers now and am hesitant to post to CraigsList but I probably will tomorrow. Always fearful of hiring a friend or previous associate.
I should go to bed. Cats are going wild. Bisquit is still peeing on everything and we just started her on Prozac (quarter tab once a day). I really hope it works. She actually peed on the hardwood floor NEXT to the litterbox and also on a pile of my shoes. Lovely. Good thing I love her.
Bed, right. going.