Does this make me look like more or less of a dumbass.

I just realized who that person was who called for my boss.

I called him myself yesterday. He's on the list of potential accountants for the feature. I left him a message to get his resume and check his availability.

So why did he call back for my boss?

And better yet, why can't I get my freaking mind to work better? I'm not so busy that I shouldn't remember these details.

I took the message back from my boss.

Ugh.

I left my cellphone at home this morning. Luckily for me, my sunshine took pity on me and drove to my office to drop it off for me.

My boss called in, his partner hollered out that he wanted to talk to him once I was done. I finished my conversation with him and told his partner he was on line two. He hollered back, okay thanks.

I got another call - from my sunshine to say he found my erstwhile cell phone - and never double checked to make sure the line was picked up.

Apparently my boss was left hanging there indefinately and finally hung up.

Also apparently one of his pet peeves.

He said his partner knows better, but I also should have kept on top of the blinking line on my phone.

Then he got a call and while I normally ask what the call is in regards to, I didn't this time. God knows why - I just didn't.

So now he's upset - understandably so - because he has a message from somone he doesn't know and he got left hanging on the phone for however long.

Its like I can't do this job - the stupid simple tasks - when its so slow. My brain just won't function right. I forget the basic etiquette of being an assistant. This is especially bad as I feel like I'm on probation - waiting for my boss to decide what he's doing with me - these minor fuck-ups might be the make or break for my longevity with this guy.

So why can't I get things right?

I think my stock just went up.

I was left alone to man the phones and anything else until about 3P today.

I helped with misc. tasks as doled out by the Unit Production Manager.

I assisted the director as he needed it.

It wasn't alot of work.

But being here and doing the basics - made a good impression.

The UPM thanked me for all my help.

I love days where I feel useful.

Boss man is out on an insert shoot for a movie with most of the rest of the skeleton staff in the office. Its another fun-filled day of surfing the internet for me.

The singular office production assistant left about five minutes after I arrived to drop off a power cord for the Unit Production Manager - that would be over 3 hours ago and the UPM was only a 10 minute drive at best away. And the office pa, I can only assume, has turned his cell off as it keeps going to voicemail.

This has left me to answer the phones. Not a problem at all. I'm glad for the task. Happy to be able to interact with people and not just my computer. But the real problem is I need to use the facilities and there's no one to cover the phones for me. Not a single soul. If I knew how to check the voicemail - it wouldn't be as big an issue.

When we were still shooting the television show, I was in the office once every two months at best. I don't answer the phones here. The front office staff takes care of that and I pitch in when they get crazed. So I was never shown the voicemail system. Heck I don't even have the ability to intercom the other offices on my phone. Every time someone calls today, I have to physically track the party they are looking for down or just holler it out and hope someone hollers back.

I'm hoping this guy, our office P.A., returns soon.

He told me when I arrived, he didn't expect anyone to be in today. Then the director of the feature showed up with his new assistant. My boss knew he was coming. But did he impart this knowledge onto me, no.

Yet again either making me or him or both look like dumbasses.

Sigh.

My boss isn't in today, but I made certain to offer my assistance once I arrived at the office.

My persistence paid off and he's had me do some work for him.

It might be only a few phone calls here and there, but this small tidbit of work has me feeling useful again.