A flair for the dramatic

Here’s the problem with my job:

I’m paid to be enterprising and creative. And that can be very stressful.

There are days — like when I am just coming back from a week and a half vacation — when I really really wish I had a job where things were dropped on my desk, and my role was to complete the task.

The funny thing is, I don’t even mean I wish I had a clerical or secretarial gig. There are tons of reporters who have exactly that kind of job. Whose daily assignments are doled out to them and they “just” have to track down the story and write it up. But because I work in a “bureau” (a decentralized branch of the MotherCorp) it’s my responsibility to dig up the stories, represent the region to the province.

And that’s a huge order. One that made me wake up at 630 this morning (instead of — gasp — 6:55) in a panic that I would fail. That for some reason, I wouldn’t be able to come up with stories for the entire day, and of course, the entire week (because as one of my ex’s said recently: I’ve “always had a flair for the dramatic”).

The irony of course it that I’m generally pretty good at my job. My all-consuming fear of disappointing others (and failure) generally pushes me to excel.

But I can’t help but wish sometimes stories would just drop on my desk, and I could run out like the good like reporter-squirrel I am and gather my nut-sources and then put them all together in a relatively coherent manner.

At least then maybe I could sleep in that extra 20 minutes.


3 Responses to “A flair for the dramatic”

  1. Megan Says:

    So how’d the first day go? šŸ™‚

  2. Jackie S. Quire Says:

    Fine, of course.
    Got to do a totally fun story too.

    God I’m a professional worrier.


  3. Jennifer Says:

    Awesome writing!
    Keep up the good job!

    Choose Happiness & Success!

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