Jack of All Trades

My employer thinks I am a jack of all trades. She relies on me for everything ranging from important business problems to her broken shoes. Yesterday, I was responsible for buying a new computer, negotiating fees for high level patients, speaking to her insurance company about her dental plan, figuring out how our office needed to be wired with new Ethernet and assessing whether or not I could fix her broken shoes. I know this sounds insane. In the midst of an important phone call, she walks up to me with a "puppy face" and asks if I can fix her favorite pair of shoes. They were missing stones and she knows I do crafting. I told her I would do my best to track down replacement stones. I went to the craft store last night and there is nothing that fits the size of the missing stones. Sometimes I just can't perform miracles.