A friend and I were trying to sum up her increasingly ambiguous and utterly integral role at her job as a jack of all trades (if only she could really put that designation on her business card). I told her she’s a modern-day gal Friday, or at least she is in my book.
The term, which usually refers to an extremely efficient and resourceful female assistant has gotten a negative wrap since its popular use in the 1940s and ’50s—entirely understandable considering its sexist and condescending undertones, not to mention the fact that it originated from a Robinson Crusoe character, a male servant who went by the same name. But my personal vision of a contemporary gal Friday is of one enviably accomplished do-it-all dame who’s reclaimed the term for herself. She’s still resourceful and extremely efficient, and yes, people depend on her more than ever, but she knows it and commands the kind of salary that indispensability merits.
My gal Friday is smart, funny, and she has killer style. She gets the job done, and she gets the job done in time—by Friday, if you will. As so many of us find ourselves captive in this very real cult of the 24-hour workday, there’s something altogether powerful about a person, woman or man, who’s passionate and talented at their career, but they also know when to wave the weekend flag, switch out their uniforms, and have some serious fun. That’s my gal Friday.
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