In Some Ways My Job Does Not Have A Title. I Most Often Refer To My Self As A Planner. I Am In Charge Of Corporate Event Planning. I Started By Helping My Sister-in-law Throw A Dinner Party. I Was Unemployed At The Time And Not Ready To Go Into The Field Of Social Work. I Was Tired Of Working Through The Paper Work And Expectations That The Government Places Upon Its Workers. I Had Three Months Of Severance Pay So I Was Not In A Rush To Take The First Job That Came Along. My Brother-in-law Is The General Manager Of A Large Insurance Company. He And His Wife Had Asked Several Corporate Heads And Their Wives To Their Home For Drinks, Appetizers And Dinner. A Week Before The Dinner My Sister-in-law Broke Her Arm. She Was In A Panic On How She Was Going To Get A Caterer To Prepare The Meal In Such Short Notice. I Told Her That I Would Gladly Run The Party. The Evening Was A Great Success. One Of The Corporation Heads Told Me That I Should Be Hired On For Corporation Events Planning. I Told Him I Would Gladly Do That. I Thought He Was Just Giving Me A Compliment And I Was Accepting It.A Few Days Later My Brother-in-law Called Me To Let Me Know That The Man Had Been Serious And Would Like Me To Be Hired To Coordinate Social Functions As Well As Trainings And Meetings. I Would Have An Office In My Home And Would Be Given A Phone Line, Computer, Fax Machine And Copier. My Job Would Be To Coordinate The Corporate Events Planning. Any Manager That Needed To Have Arrangements Made For A Meeting, Luncheon, Fund Raiser Or Other Event Would Call Me With The Number Of People The Type Of Event, The Budget And The Date. The Rest Is Up To Me To Coordinate. I Love My Job And I Am Told That I Am Good At What I Do. It Is An Interesting Use Of A Social Work Degree.
