Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my experiences here at Advent—how they have shaped me for challenges outside of the office, the many things I have learned about design and print, and the people I have met. In a fit of nostalgia, I’ve got the urge to blog about some of my favorite stories from working here at AMG. I’ll keep it up over the next few blogs, so stay tuned! Perhaps Jackie and Tony will share some of theirs as well.
And now, I invite you into our world…
The best “first day” story: Over the many years I have been here, there’s been a few first days for new salespeople. Usually, as they meet new people and discover the lay of the land, it’s a pretty quiet event…business as usual, some would say. But Shannon G’s first day was a bit more eventful.
Most mornings, I arrive at quarter of nine, and begin to comb through my emails from the night before. This particular morning, I was sitting in my office and I saw something dart across my shirt—from my left hip to my right shoulder--out of the corner of my eye. I looked down and it was a HUGE spider—it was a solid inch or two. So naturally, I dart up from my desk and start screaming and running out into the office space. I run up to Joe, thinking “he’s a football player, he’ll protect me.” Heads are popping up over cubicle walls like whack-a-moles and Jim, father first, comes tearing out of his office. All the while I’m screaming “get it off! GET IT OFF!” which Joe successfully does and stomps on it. Spider guts are embedded into the carpet. The excitement fizzled, and Jim was kind enough to temper my hysterics by agreeing with me that “that was one huge spider.”
But the story is not over. Because not five minutes later, now ten ‘til nine, Shannon G comes in for her first day at AMG. Shannon has a bold, boisterous personality that’s instantly charming. She’s not shy, and she’s not quiet. All the while that I am having my own spidey-drama, Shannon’s mom has been calling and looking for Shannon—because her son, Maverick, had been bitten by a dog. Mother of two, and a darn good one, Shannon immediately gets on the phone and starts screaming. Hysterics. Her son is in the hospital, and she’s reacting as we all would. But no one in the office knows what’s going on, and more so, no one knows who this person is. So Shannon entered our world screaming, literally—and left about two minutes later. Of course, she rejoined our happy family the next day. But it was a particularly strange, and loud, morning here at Advent.
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