I don't have to be seen, just heard

So I have been planning this conference for work since last September and now I am looking at the conference program and nowhere in it do you see my name. I mean I have WORKED non-stop for months. Late hours, stress-filled days, dealing with all kinds of personalities....all by myself and at the end, no thank you, no recognition, no job well done, but all credit goes to Miranda! (I call her that because she reminds me of the chick from "The Devil Wears Prada." My Devil wears Gucci and Chanel though LMBO). She had me do all the work and now that it is all said and done, she can strut her stuff and smile for the cameras.


I can never be her. I don't want to be her. I take pride in what I do and who I am. I don't do it to be seen. Because of me this conference will be successful. The attendees will get their monies worth and I am proud of that. I am a hard worker, always have been. If I lived for the sake of people and their approval, I would crumble in this dog eat dog world that we live in. Luckily, I do my job and in my heart, it is well. That is where my recognition comes. So on the last day of the conference (March 17th---can't wait!!!!), when she stands to get her praise for all the work "she" has accomplished, I will smile because I know that it’s all really for me....and then update my resume to let the record reflect ;)


Don't sweat the small stuff folks! Life is too short!


*Sweet P*