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jeriendhalSo, I finished my first week of temping (six days). On the plus side I was earning about $11 an hour, which sucks relatively comapred to my old job, but will at least help us keep up with our bills this month and pay for Xmas presents instead of shorting our relatives. Down side, the work was not... intellectually stimulating. I was redacting documents at a Top Four accounting firm, so that the IRS could vet the firm's procedures. This involved reading thousand page documents and blacking out all mention of the names of the companies and their subdidiaries.
This was slightly less interesting than watching paint dry.
On the plus side, I called in for an extra day of work when the supervisor wanted the documents the other temps had redacted checked for accuracy,[1] which I suppose will be a plus for me when I'm considered for my next temp job. Or I could be really lucky and get that job at the HCC bookstore and not have to worry about temping ever, ever again...
[1] Out of ten temps they invited back the three people over the age of thirty and the one fellow in his late twenties that did an eight year hitch in the army. Oddly, the half-dozen or so 18 to 23 year-old girls who chatted on their cell phones while working did not return.
This was slightly less interesting than watching paint dry.
On the plus side, I called in for an extra day of work when the supervisor wanted the documents the other temps had redacted checked for accuracy,[1] which I suppose will be a plus for me when I'm considered for my next temp job. Or I could be really lucky and get that job at the HCC bookstore and not have to worry about temping ever, ever again...
[1] Out of ten temps they invited back the three people over the age of thirty and the one fellow in his late twenties that did an eight year hitch in the army. Oddly, the half-dozen or so 18 to 23 year-old girls who chatted on their cell phones while working did not return.
