Here is a pen and here is a pencil, here's a typewriter, here's a stencil, here's a list of today's appointments, and all the flies in all the ointments, the daily woes that a man endures -- take them, George, they're yours!
I get up early and open my emails, write cheques, and answer the phone; whatever needs to be done.
I want to be a writer. I do not want to spend 40 hours a week handling e-mails, formatting covers, finding editors, etc.
Develop a good filing system.
I started out as a receptionist. I typed, I filed, I answered the phones for a little nine-person company.
The first thing the secretary types is the boss.
Frank liked administrative work and was good at it.
For the three years I lived in New York leading up to moving out to Los Angeles for 'Mad Men,' I was an office temp at Ernst & Young in Times Square. That's about as desk-jobby as it can get. There was a lot of, 'Go two floors up and make a copy of this and then bring it to me.'
I can live without a computer. My assistant checks my e-mails.
I am not just sitting in my office making deals all the time.
All of the men on my staff can type.
I don't like to be involved in front-office stuff.
The biggest obstacle to professional writing is the necessity for changing a typewriter ribbon.
