It's true. I'm a temp. Temping is that unique kind of job which draws you in with promises of reasonable pay, flexibility, and the ability to work 9-5 while still allowing you to look for your "dream job." But then it hits you with a special mix of job uncertainty, work environments where you are constantly being called "the temp" instead of your name, and the always-fun opportunity to practice your skills in data entry, appointment scheduling and phone call etiquette.
My favorite part of temping may be creating that special bond with my agent. When I start with a new agency, I begin a courtship of sorts. I call my agent every day or few days, make sure s/he knows how special I am, how much I appreciate their help, and of course, how I am chomping at the bit to practice the aforementioned skill set. I send them cookies, leave sexy voicemails...I wonder if I could create some kind of dirty version of my resume. But I digress.
Recently, after balancing that fine line between agent courtship and whoring myself out for office work, my agent moved to DC without telling me. Now I have to begin anew, hoping my relationship with my new agent will be as sweet. It seems like I'm off to a decent start; tomorrow is an interview for the sought-after Shangri-La they call a long-term placement. Wish me luck!
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Good luck at the temp interview tomorrow anita!
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