I just had to order pizzas. For a professor. Five pizzas, two 2-liters of Coke. I'm processing travel reimbursements and fixing schedule fuckup and a shitload of similar things and I am supposed to be keeping a list for my boss of all the random shit I do and hey not work-related but I just found out that the person who offered to clean the old house has hied off on vacation instead so I have to call people to beg for help and I have to interrupt all of that to order pizzas.
I AM SO FUCKING FULFILLED IN MY JOB.
Dear Prof. A: I would be thrilled to process your travel reimbursement. When you list me as your proxy. Which you have not. I cannot process said reimbursement until you do so. Thanks!
Dear Prof. B: You gave me the wrong account number for your NSF grant. You should be very happy that I always check my spreadsheet.