Seriously, if I end up moving out of the city (we'll know for sure in 7 days! Yikes!) and leaving my job, I have no idea how my current coworkers are going to cope. It's nice to be needed, I suppose, even if sometimes I'm needed for reasons that are completely trivial and stupid. For example:
- The CEO just left a business card on my desk while I was at lunch with a post-it note attached. The post-it explained that he wanted the information entered into our database. In half the time he took to write the note, he could've typed the name into our easy-to-use, web-based database and discovered that this person has been in our database for over a year.
- I am the only person in our office that can use the postage meter. No, really. The only one. Never mind the fact that we all attended the exact same half-hour presentation on how to use the postage meter, never mind that there's a user's manual attached to the postage meter - I am the only person capable of operating it. Anytime anyone goes to use it, they inevitably stand in front of it in confusion for fifteen minutes and then yell, "Tova!! Can you come show me how to use the postage meter??" It is utterly mind-boggling to me. I don't even mind helping, necessarily. I just can't figure out why I'm the only one who knows how to use it.
- I am superb at unjamming the copy machine.
Ah, it's nice to be such a valuable member of this team. Of course, I could've skipped college and possessed this specialized skill set without having any student loans to pay back, but that's ok. If we move and I start looking for a new job, you'd better believe that these amazing skills will be listed on my resume.