Me, Myself and I and the Other Me and 'her'
I joke about being bi-polar and I know it is a serious disease and seriously, I think I am. Couple this with the multiple personalities and I'm an enigma wrapped in prosciutto.
While in the office I am either wildly excited about everything or in no mood to talk to anyone. This can change from day to day, hour to hour or god save the Queen, minute by minute. Those around me sense this and bless their frightened little hearts, some call me out. It's just a matter of time until they fashion a pez dispenser that holds Pamprin.
I remember having a very very bad Monday and being reminded I was supposed to go out for lunch. I said I was too busy, sorry, what moron books lunch on a Monday? Not this moron, then PMS or something hit and I agreed to lunch in tears. Crying! In the office! Who was that? That was Shelley.
Mich is the cheerleader at work, she sends emails, encourages the troops, tells them they really are the most important part of the business and the ARE and they need to be told that. She buys Chinese Food for everyone occasionally, prods on fun food events at work and has been know to do a cartwheel in the parking lot. Mich loves her job and her co-workers, she really does.
Michele deals with customers, potential - always answering with a smile, existing - always searching for a nugget to let them know, we know who they are, we're local and we truly care. We do - we really do and I/she to love(s) that!!! She also deals with the upset customers, she listens, always listens, let them get it out.... gets to the bottom of the problem and lives and dies over the customer is always right.
Chele is a moron, she sends stupid pictures via email to co-workers, she writes this blog, she sings along really loudly to the radio, she scares people coming up the stairs, she answers the phone from inside work, "Northeast Security, home of the Whopper." Just today when her office reached 85 degrees and kind souls delivered a fan, she started singing show tunes and at one point was stationed behind the fan saying, "Ann, I am your father!" Much to Ann's amusement (Ann hit Marvin, remember?)
Shelley is a Daddy's girl (albeit a very realist Dad) misses her Mom, loves reconnecting with friends on facebook and remembers having a freakishly large head and riding Jody, Allyson, Kim and Fritz's show cows. Shelley will always adore Rick Springfield despite the fact he's a man whore.
Meesh - Frank's best buddy. Jersey Style Frank!!
Mrs. Doele - nope, no one calls me that, the kids either call me Michele or Ashlee's Mom or Lauren's Mom or 'hey you'.
Don's wife - not cool. Not that it's not cool being Don's wife, but I'm not a piece of meat, unless that's meant as a compliment (see ? off I go!)
Me before working out - "Maybe I'll skip today. Exercise sucks."
Me after working out - "I feel amazing!" (this never sticks)
Now the above two gals are almost mirror images of 'I'll have one glass of wine Michele.' and Michele after one glass of wine. Michele after three glasses of wine, loves EVERYONE - waitstaff can send their children to college on this. Sometimes she gets gloomy and teary - the family knows to roll with the punches.
We all adapt our personalities to the circumstances, right? I'm not alone in this, am I? When I answer the phone at work, I do this thing where I go over the top every time, it's a game now. This is how I answer, "Good Morning and thank you for calling Northeast Security Systems, this is Michele and how can I help you?!" I say this like I've been waiting for this phone call all my life. I've had people say, "I want some of what you are smoking." or "My God! Why are you so chipper?" to "Oh! Hello!" and at the end of the conversation I say, "Is there anything else I can help you with today?" This isn't a script. I want to know that
we've covered everything. Our out of state customers surely hang up the phone and say, "Those crazy Maine people are so cute/weird!" That's exactly what I want them to say.
Best regards,
Mich, Michele, Chele, Shelley, Meesh, Before exercising, After exercising, After one glass of wine, After three glass, Meesh, Don's wife (still not cool) and me.
While in the office I am either wildly excited about everything or in no mood to talk to anyone. This can change from day to day, hour to hour or god save the Queen, minute by minute. Those around me sense this and bless their frightened little hearts, some call me out. It's just a matter of time until they fashion a pez dispenser that holds Pamprin.
I remember having a very very bad Monday and being reminded I was supposed to go out for lunch. I said I was too busy, sorry, what moron books lunch on a Monday? Not this moron, then PMS or something hit and I agreed to lunch in tears. Crying! In the office! Who was that? That was Shelley.
Mich is the cheerleader at work, she sends emails, encourages the troops, tells them they really are the most important part of the business and the ARE and they need to be told that. She buys Chinese Food for everyone occasionally, prods on fun food events at work and has been know to do a cartwheel in the parking lot. Mich loves her job and her co-workers, she really does.
Michele deals with customers, potential - always answering with a smile, existing - always searching for a nugget to let them know, we know who they are, we're local and we truly care. We do - we really do and I/she to love(s) that!!! She also deals with the upset customers, she listens, always listens, let them get it out.... gets to the bottom of the problem and lives and dies over the customer is always right.
Chele is a moron, she sends stupid pictures via email to co-workers, she writes this blog, she sings along really loudly to the radio, she scares people coming up the stairs, she answers the phone from inside work, "Northeast Security, home of the Whopper." Just today when her office reached 85 degrees and kind souls delivered a fan, she started singing show tunes and at one point was stationed behind the fan saying, "Ann, I am your father!" Much to Ann's amusement (Ann hit Marvin, remember?)
Shelley is a Daddy's girl (albeit a very realist Dad) misses her Mom, loves reconnecting with friends on facebook and remembers having a freakishly large head and riding Jody, Allyson, Kim and Fritz's show cows. Shelley will always adore Rick Springfield despite the fact he's a man whore.
Meesh - Frank's best buddy. Jersey Style Frank!!
Mrs. Doele - nope, no one calls me that, the kids either call me Michele or Ashlee's Mom or Lauren's Mom or 'hey you'.
Don's wife - not cool. Not that it's not cool being Don's wife, but I'm not a piece of meat, unless that's meant as a compliment (see ? off I go!)
Me before working out - "Maybe I'll skip today. Exercise sucks."
Me after working out - "I feel amazing!" (this never sticks)
Now the above two gals are almost mirror images of 'I'll have one glass of wine Michele.' and Michele after one glass of wine. Michele after three glasses of wine, loves EVERYONE - waitstaff can send their children to college on this. Sometimes she gets gloomy and teary - the family knows to roll with the punches.
We all adapt our personalities to the circumstances, right? I'm not alone in this, am I? When I answer the phone at work, I do this thing where I go over the top every time, it's a game now. This is how I answer, "Good Morning and thank you for calling Northeast Security Systems, this is Michele and how can I help you?!" I say this like I've been waiting for this phone call all my life. I've had people say, "I want some of what you are smoking." or "My God! Why are you so chipper?" to "Oh! Hello!" and at the end of the conversation I say, "Is there anything else I can help you with today?" This isn't a script. I want to know that
we've covered everything. Our out of state customers surely hang up the phone and say, "Those crazy Maine people are so cute/weird!" That's exactly what I want them to say.
Best regards,
Mich, Michele, Chele, Shelley, Meesh, Before exercising, After exercising, After one glass of wine, After three glass, Meesh, Don's wife (still not cool) and me.
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