Yesterday’s madness just about took the cake. The CEO was expecting clients and needed one of the conference rooms stocked with refreshments. The new receptionist called me at my desk to tell me coffee needed to be made, but she doesn’t know how to use the coffee maker. Granted, this woman is not a coffee drinker, but c’mon. She’s worked in other offices before as an administrative type, so surely she’s been exposed to some basic kitchen functions. At any rate, I scrambled to make coffee and assemble cups and water glasses and then forage for a few cans of soda for the guests who were to arrive any minute. Then, I had to rush to find another available conference room as the receptionist incorrectly informed the CEO that the room he wanted to use was available. I ran down the hallway in a dress and looked like an idiot in the process as I breathlessly asked the senior VP on the construction department if we could “borrow” his conference room. At least I got my exercise for the day.