I used to think that having a secretary would be really cool. The problem was I realize that I’m too much of a micromanager – I’d constantly be hounding her (or him) and probably just try to take care of all the stuff by myself.
Apparently there is a Secretary’s Day holiday in a lot of countries.
Chuck Kim
Secretaries I’m sure are nice people. They’re so overworked. They have to make all the copies, get coffee, make appointments, without a lot of pay. Poor dears. I think secretaries have to be nice people because they interact with others so often during the day. I wonder if they ever hate their bosses (probably). I wonder why they stay secretaries. I’m sure they’re very smart.
LZ
He needed a secretary. That fact was becoming apparent. The files were now teetering dangerously across his desk and his 2oclock was five minutes late. “Okay..”
Trebez
Why are secretaries always women? I haven’t come across any male ones. It’s so weird. Don’t people wonder why it’s usually men in more senior positions and women in caring jobs and such?
Rosie
My dad has a secretary at his construction company, well he’s had about 5 in ten years. They seem to be called different things like ‘Administrative Assistants’. They are always the friendliest people that complain the most about life but still seem to be enjoying the smaller things about it.
Sometimes affairs are common with secretaries, and that’s why my Dad has hired less attractive ones.
Chad
Secretay? I’m shot. ??????
ya
Stereotypes. There’s the hot secretary dropping pencils and picking them up to show off her assets. There’s the long suffering spinster. And there’s the Girl Friday. But a really good secretary or “assistant” as we now call them, can actually run a company and be more valuable than some Vice President of Whatever. A young assistant is viewed as starting off on a lower run of a ladder they will climb. But what about the career secretaries? Like a stay-at-home mom, their labor is taken for granted. Man, now I’m getting pissed.
the girl down the hall
She was wearing the cutest pair of shoes, but no one could tell, no one could see. Her feet, the shoes, were hidden underneath her desk, behind the half gray walls of her cubicle. No one would ever know about her shoes, except for her.
betty wolfanger
I have a secretary his name is bob
Mia
“SECRETARY!” Screamed the metal rapper rock punk alternative musician. “SECRETARY WRITE ME A MEMO!!!! RAAAAUUUGH!”
“What IS this crap?” Lola muttered to Frank.
Leah
secretary
sharon Fetter
is a very sexy film, I love being a submissive and the film makes me all warm and glowy inside. I got given a beautiful skirt, it’s light grey pinstripe, with a fishbone tail, and I wear it with a white shirt and thick glasses for roleplay.
AV
working hard, never stopping, always pleasing
Sweet, thoughtful people who always win.
never ever done.
erica
i have a secretary
her name i sharri
she loves cherries
and she is kinda hairy
she loves a littlr guy named harry
and she looks kinda beary
lane
I don’t really know what I would do.
But I would do it like she did.
just sitting there, tping all day.
But she wasn’t really there.
No, she wasn’t really there at all.
She was in a differen’t world.
A seperate reality.
And when she went home that day.
She felt it.
It needed her.
And shee needed it.
Frida Petrine
typewriters black sit perched on a desk paper askew high heels click underneath a wooden desk…a peplum sweater tight around her waist.
linden
paper manager life saver organizer with out whom we would be lost know more than the boss. juggler of all things rewarded for very little. the rock of any organization.
Amy
The secretary was a beautiful woman. Instead of blouses, she wore short skirts and a top that exposed too much. It was designed to woo the manager. The manager, however, was not at all seduced. It was expected though.
Judy
My secretary was fat and ebullient. My wife insisted that I have a fat secretary to be sure I didn’t go wandering off with her. She (the secretary) was the best one I ever had. She was efficient, timely, smart, kept me and the office under the best order. And I think she was probably better at my job than I was. But, alas, now she’s gone. She had an affair with my partner, who had a particular fondness for women of ample frame. So, now I am looking around for a new, fat secretary. Could you be that one?
Olavvi
My name is joel i am from springfieald ma and i have 3 kids
Joel
Of state. I don’t know. I could do the job, and maybe even enjoy it a little bit. I could sit at a desk, answering phones, answering questions, filing papers, delivering messages, greeting people who enter the office, wearing pencil skirts and heels, smiling nonstop…
Kendra
Sie hatte sich auf seinem Schreibtisch niedergelassen. Ihre langen schlanken Beine baumelten vor seinen Augen, ihre roten Fingern
Tina Tornado
You enter and close the door behind you.
Richelle
Pompous little knut who rides the invention of minor power like a wave of self gratification. Put there to smile and placate. Put there to placate the smilers. A modern invention, one who is in need of a secretary needs to chill the fuck out. Also very useful little fellows.
Grahame
They invariably wear glasses, and get shagged by their bosses… or something. My sister used to be one of these. Now she’s a PA to the CEO or something like that. She doesn’t wear glasses any more, I know that much. I think.
Justin
so i’m not actually the secretary but i still like to go in there wearing a neat blouse and pencil skirt and bend over the photocopying machine. i actually work in the old peoples home across the road from there. nobody knows.
bel
one of the primary functions of your job will be to listen in on the private conversations of all the staff in the office, spread gossip and file away a few salacious pieces of information for a rainy day
Ed
Mama, she takes care of everything and everyone in the office is her needy child who always assumes she has the answer to all the questions and can get the paper unjammed from the copier faster than anyone else.
annie
i am the secretary for overexploited populations of large fish.
i record the near extinction of large, widely distributed fish.
kay
my mother works a s a secretary
han
I watched as she typed. Her quiet work. I wanted to look over her shoulder. I wanted to see if she was doing that “thing” on purpose. It annoyed the hell out of me.
Ashley
“Yes sir. Right away sir,” the newbie of a secretary said.
“And make sure you get cream in it as well. I remember what you did last time. Honestly, Dana, salt instead of sugar? What planet did you grow up on?” her boss said busily.
“Sorry sir,” she said quietly.
Inwardly she groaned. Coffee, coffee, coffee. If there’s anything more important than money, it’s coffee. It sickened Dana to the core, the way these people lived on 10 cups of the stuff a day.
Ailish
Is a person who is altogether helpful, but not overly necessary. Kind of like a public transit system. Or even pocket change. Or any kind of tangible money for that matter.
Gabriel
blond
stupid
telephone
bills
gum
photocopies
boss
manager
economlena
working as a secretary was the strangest job i ever had. Big Bill gave me a hundred bucks any time he felt like it and gave me his cadillac to drive around running stupid errands for him. Did he want others to think I was his trophy secretary?
Elizabeth Munroz
The secretary looked up as the president passed her desk. She stood up straight, chin up like a meerkat on the nature programs her 3-year old son watched at home. The all-important man walked straight past her without giving her so much as a glance. A crowd of press reporters followed him, his own personal cloud of midges, as he swept into the lecture hall, slamming the door behind him. The secretary sighed, and sat down. He would never know how she felt about him. Inside the lecture hall, the president was thinking exactly the same thing.
Bronte
her thigh high stocking wore marks into her shiny skin. She thought the pencil skirt was possibly long enough, but I could see her scar.
Miriam
As she came in, he was already working on his second paper of the day in his own office. Not noticing Peter was there, she walked over to the boss and gave him a kiss…
Erik
Take your kid to work day. I guess my dad didn’t get the memo. The secretary’s panties were still sitting in his office chair.
Beveled glass, drawers, mahagony, letters, claw feet. Water stains, smooth, secrets, cherished items.
I used to think that having a secretary would be really cool. The problem was I realize that I’m too much of a micromanager – I’d constantly be hounding her (or him) and probably just try to take care of all the stuff by myself.
Apparently there is a Secretary’s Day holiday in a lot of countries.
Secretaries I’m sure are nice people. They’re so overworked. They have to make all the copies, get coffee, make appointments, without a lot of pay. Poor dears. I think secretaries have to be nice people because they interact with others so often during the day. I wonder if they ever hate their bosses (probably). I wonder why they stay secretaries. I’m sure they’re very smart.
He needed a secretary. That fact was becoming apparent. The files were now teetering dangerously across his desk and his 2oclock was five minutes late. “Okay..”
Why are secretaries always women? I haven’t come across any male ones. It’s so weird. Don’t people wonder why it’s usually men in more senior positions and women in caring jobs and such?
My dad has a secretary at his construction company, well he’s had about 5 in ten years. They seem to be called different things like ‘Administrative Assistants’. They are always the friendliest people that complain the most about life but still seem to be enjoying the smaller things about it.
Sometimes affairs are common with secretaries, and that’s why my Dad has hired less attractive ones.
Secretay? I’m shot. ??????
Stereotypes. There’s the hot secretary dropping pencils and picking them up to show off her assets. There’s the long suffering spinster. And there’s the Girl Friday. But a really good secretary or “assistant” as we now call them, can actually run a company and be more valuable than some Vice President of Whatever. A young assistant is viewed as starting off on a lower run of a ladder they will climb. But what about the career secretaries? Like a stay-at-home mom, their labor is taken for granted. Man, now I’m getting pissed.
She was wearing the cutest pair of shoes, but no one could tell, no one could see. Her feet, the shoes, were hidden underneath her desk, behind the half gray walls of her cubicle. No one would ever know about her shoes, except for her.
I have a secretary his name is bob
“SECRETARY!” Screamed the metal rapper rock punk alternative musician. “SECRETARY WRITE ME A MEMO!!!! RAAAAUUUGH!”
“What IS this crap?” Lola muttered to Frank.
secretary
is a very sexy film, I love being a submissive and the film makes me all warm and glowy inside. I got given a beautiful skirt, it’s light grey pinstripe, with a fishbone tail, and I wear it with a white shirt and thick glasses for roleplay.
working hard, never stopping, always pleasing
Sweet, thoughtful people who always win.
never ever done.
i have a secretary
her name i sharri
she loves cherries
and she is kinda hairy
she loves a littlr guy named harry
and she looks kinda beary
I don’t really know what I would do.
But I would do it like she did.
just sitting there, tping all day.
But she wasn’t really there.
No, she wasn’t really there at all.
She was in a differen’t world.
A seperate reality.
And when she went home that day.
She felt it.
It needed her.
And shee needed it.
typewriters black sit perched on a desk paper askew high heels click underneath a wooden desk…a peplum sweater tight around her waist.
paper manager life saver organizer with out whom we would be lost know more than the boss. juggler of all things rewarded for very little. the rock of any organization.
The secretary was a beautiful woman. Instead of blouses, she wore short skirts and a top that exposed too much. It was designed to woo the manager. The manager, however, was not at all seduced. It was expected though.
My secretary was fat and ebullient. My wife insisted that I have a fat secretary to be sure I didn’t go wandering off with her. She (the secretary) was the best one I ever had. She was efficient, timely, smart, kept me and the office under the best order. And I think she was probably better at my job than I was. But, alas, now she’s gone. She had an affair with my partner, who had a particular fondness for women of ample frame. So, now I am looking around for a new, fat secretary. Could you be that one?
My name is joel i am from springfieald ma and i have 3 kids
Of state. I don’t know. I could do the job, and maybe even enjoy it a little bit. I could sit at a desk, answering phones, answering questions, filing papers, delivering messages, greeting people who enter the office, wearing pencil skirts and heels, smiling nonstop…
Sie hatte sich auf seinem Schreibtisch niedergelassen. Ihre langen schlanken Beine baumelten vor seinen Augen, ihre roten Fingern
You enter and close the door behind you.
Pompous little knut who rides the invention of minor power like a wave of self gratification. Put there to smile and placate. Put there to placate the smilers. A modern invention, one who is in need of a secretary needs to chill the fuck out. Also very useful little fellows.
They invariably wear glasses, and get shagged by their bosses… or something. My sister used to be one of these. Now she’s a PA to the CEO or something like that. She doesn’t wear glasses any more, I know that much. I think.
so i’m not actually the secretary but i still like to go in there wearing a neat blouse and pencil skirt and bend over the photocopying machine. i actually work in the old peoples home across the road from there. nobody knows.
one of the primary functions of your job will be to listen in on the private conversations of all the staff in the office, spread gossip and file away a few salacious pieces of information for a rainy day
Mama, she takes care of everything and everyone in the office is her needy child who always assumes she has the answer to all the questions and can get the paper unjammed from the copier faster than anyone else.
i am the secretary for overexploited populations of large fish.
i record the near extinction of large, widely distributed fish.
my mother works a s a secretary
I watched as she typed. Her quiet work. I wanted to look over her shoulder. I wanted to see if she was doing that “thing” on purpose. It annoyed the hell out of me.
“Yes sir. Right away sir,” the newbie of a secretary said.
“And make sure you get cream in it as well. I remember what you did last time. Honestly, Dana, salt instead of sugar? What planet did you grow up on?” her boss said busily.
“Sorry sir,” she said quietly.
Inwardly she groaned. Coffee, coffee, coffee. If there’s anything more important than money, it’s coffee. It sickened Dana to the core, the way these people lived on 10 cups of the stuff a day.
Is a person who is altogether helpful, but not overly necessary. Kind of like a public transit system. Or even pocket change. Or any kind of tangible money for that matter.
blond
stupid
telephone
bills
gum
photocopies
boss
manager
working as a secretary was the strangest job i ever had. Big Bill gave me a hundred bucks any time he felt like it and gave me his cadillac to drive around running stupid errands for him. Did he want others to think I was his trophy secretary?
The secretary looked up as the president passed her desk. She stood up straight, chin up like a meerkat on the nature programs her 3-year old son watched at home. The all-important man walked straight past her without giving her so much as a glance. A crowd of press reporters followed him, his own personal cloud of midges, as he swept into the lecture hall, slamming the door behind him. The secretary sighed, and sat down. He would never know how she felt about him. Inside the lecture hall, the president was thinking exactly the same thing.
her thigh high stocking wore marks into her shiny skin. She thought the pencil skirt was possibly long enough, but I could see her scar.
As she came in, he was already working on his second paper of the day in his own office. Not noticing Peter was there, she walked over to the boss and gave him a kiss…
Take your kid to work day. I guess my dad didn’t get the memo. The secretary’s panties were still sitting in his office chair.