Diaries of a Temp, Chapter 14: Confessionz
2009 March 2
Today I’m writing to clear up all of the rumors.
Ok there aren’t any rumors.
So maybe I’m here to start some. I quit my temp job. Pass it on. Now, I know what you’re thinking, “Is she crazy? She quit another job?”. Turns out I’m not, but I did.
I can explain.
As it turns out a 9-7 job doesn’t leave much time to pursue much of anything. Turns out it isn’t helping me towards what I eventually wanna do and turns out it kind of crushed my soul.
But besides that it was great <insincere smile>! And now that I’m on to bigger and better things (pending), I have a few confessions that I need to get off of my chest before I can move on.
Slate thine thirst:
- I used hot pink sticky notes for all messages for my boss. I was just helping him become more secure in his manhood
- I wore jeans every Friday. It was never casual Friday
- I ate 5 Mint Milanos last night
- I will officially dress more formally for my waitressing job than I ever did at my office jobs
- I used to vote for American Idol
- I got 2 business cards from brokers on my last day. Sexy Can I?
- I have an outie belly button
- When I walked out of the building on my last day I leaped in the air and pumped my fist. And then it freeze framed. And “Eye of the Tiger” played.
So that’s my story. John Henion says now I’m “underemployed”. Stay tuned as I keep you posted on the adventures associated with this prestigious new title.
Carry on my wayward son,
Temp.
(Comment below with ideas for new sign-off now that I’m no longer the temp!)
For more of temp’s musings and for more details on what she’s up to next, check out her blog.
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How about “Server”?