I found the perfect title for me!
Remember the term “domestic engineers?” Familiar with the whole “SAHM” and “WHAM” phenomena? I never really found a title that seemed to fit everything that I do and am… until today.
I was over at YouTube looking for the any new telecommuting-related videos (some of them are a real hoot and lots that WERE good are no longer allowed to be there). For a quick review, see the 10 Best Telecommuting Videos on YouTube.
So today I ran into this little number:
Not only is it a great way to plug his blog, ChiefHomeOfficer.com, it’s fairly entertaining and it’s given me a new, more official-sounding title here around the house. I am now, and forever shall be, known as the CHO.
I’m going to request that my kids call me by my official title in public from now on and when I write notes to school this coming fall, I’ll sign them with my new <b>Chief Home Officer</b> Executive Byline! Shoot, maybe I should be plugging <i>Telecommuting</i>Journal in the byline as well. Can’t hurt, right.
Actually, Jeff Zbar is the original Chief Home Officer. If you’re looking to learn all the stuff that makes home offices work, be sure to visit www.chiefhomeofficer.com for solid advice not to mention the latest news from his Home Office Highway series where “vocation meets vacation.”
That’s a good one. I should use that too. I told a bill collector the other day when they asked who i was in the house that “I’m just the bitch that pays the bills and the only person you can talk to”. The guy goes ” Oh , okay, would you like to order a magazine subscription” I said” do i sound like I would?” he hung up. Guess he shouldn’t have called at 7am huh?
Nessa – Hilarious, and a call at 7am that isn’t an emergency is just asking for it! I don’t get many telemarketing calls these days (carefully guarded unlisted number helps) but I did manage to frustrate a guy from a wireless phone company last week.
They kept calling our home phone and asking to speak to my husband and every time I’d offer to take a message they’d decline saying they’d call back. One day I got sick of it and when this same guy called and asked to speak to Mr. M I said, in my most cheerful voice, “Speaking!”
He fumbled around not knowing what to say but finally managed to get going on his “special offers” for existing customers. He’d ask me a question and I’d answer. Then there would be a long silence before he’d start the next spiel. I expected him to ask about my voice and I was all ready to play the insulted effeminate male but he never gave me the chance. Shucks!
I’ve often referred to myself as a “Household Engineer” but I think I like Chief Home Officer Better!