Honest to Pete. You read about this stuff, you hear about this stuff. Books are written about this stuff. But you don't believe it until it happens to you.
Our business is growing faster than I can blink. That's a good thing. The not so good thing is that I am overwhelmed with work. Between the Organization of Legal Professionals (OLP) getting stronger and stronger and becoming an authority in higher continuing legal education and eDiscovery certification exams and KNOW Magazine and Estrin Education, Inc., I now only have Sunday mornings open from 3:00 - 6:00 a.m. Catch me then if you want to chitchat.
So, I put an ad out on LinkedIn and various other places to get a virtual assistant to help out. That seemed to be the ticket. The work we do is primarily over the Internet. Someone with knowledge of the legal field (paralegal preferred), who could give quick turnarounds, take the initiative, was smart...well, you know the scene. Of course I want all that. No one puts out an ad saying, "Lackluster and lazy, please apply here."
I received several excellent responses. I weeded them out by experience, how their cover e-mail was worded (it's a reflection on whether they can write); and whether they understood the assignment. I narrowed it down to some good choices and set up several phone interviews. Ok - I'm ready to go here. Bring 'em on down......we're going to choose the best of the best.
On Tuesday of last week, there I am. My desk cleaned off (as though someone were coming into my office instead of interviewing them on the phone). My calendar cleared to take half hour teleconferences each candidate and my door closed so there are no interruptions. I'm ready and waiting for Susan. Tick tock. Tick tock. Oh, she must be a little late. Hmmm....tick tock, tick tock, tick tock. Finally, after a lot of tick tocks, I realize - a no show. Big disappointment and waste of time for me.
The next day I received the following e-mail:
Hi Chere:
I must apologize profusely for missing our telephone call last evening!
During our move from Kansas City to Charlotte, one of my dining room chair legs suffered a massive injury - one that required sugery [sic] by a professional! The "Master" was supposed to come by and pick up the chair yesterday between 6:00 p.m. and 6:30 p.m., but never showed up. I was so upset that I completely forgot to telephone you.
Would you be willing to reschedule a convenient time?
Kindest regards,
Susan
You all are going to have to comment. I am just plum out of words.
