I hate paperwork, I hate having to fill in forms, tick little boxes, circle words, write numbers and sign my name over and over again. But somehow over the last year administration has taken over my desk, time and life.
The avalanche of paper started sliding a few weeks ago and this morning I finally gave in and started to dig myself out with my pen, calculator, notepad and personal information. Sadly I have only managed to make a small indent into my ever growing pile of files, forms and other folios, but at least it is a start.
As I tend to be more creative than administrative I find it difficult to see the importance of triple copies, initialing things and sometimes even office hours. But those powerful people in suits who hold the magic stamp of approval seem to differ on those matters and often let me know this by sending letters reminding me of what I did wrong, what form I need to fill in and what paperwork is still missing. Sadly as they have the authorization to change red lights green all I can do is snap my pencil in half and try and try again.
There are admittedly many a file cabinet or office in need of admin and organization but I is more complex than just the selection of a few boxes that are ticked and sections that need to be filled in, sadly the time spent laboring over questionnaires and data sheets often eats into all those wonderful hours of being me.
So as I make my little crosses, double check the information and sign my name yet again I can only hope that one day everyone who needs to, will know everything about me and I won’t need to ever fill in another form in my life. Or maybe I should just put my growing understanding of numbers and figures into use, play the lottery and when I win hire a personal assistant who will do it all for me. But till that day comes I will just have to be my own secretary and hope that my pen doesn’t run out of ink.