2005-09-07

my first temp interview

The temp agency I went to ended up being worse than I thought. They pretty much only place receptionists for $10-12 an hour. I went to them because online it said they could find you a paralegal position if you had a college degree, which would pay a lot more, but actually you need to be certified. The lady I talked to pretended like she had no idea, thanking me for bringing it to her attention, as if it weren't a ploy to get people in the office. I told them not to call me for anything under $14, so I doubt I'll be hearing from them. It didn't go well; I think we both realized it wasn't the right agency for me. They had me watch a video that starred "Sherlock Holmes" investigating office safety. There was a dumb tacky blonde who did everything wrong and a demure, librarianesque brunette who obeyed safety regulations. I described to Di as being like on of those old English placards on the dangers of alcohol that juxtaposes "Gin Street" with "Sobriety Lane." In the first skit, the blonde got run over by a car because she didn't use the proper walkways in a parking structure and slipped on some motor oil. I'M NOT KIDDING. I had to take a quiz on it afterwards. I'm pleased to announce that I passed.

So I've decided that I'm going to look for temp work as a legal assistant/clerk because it seems to pay better than average admin. And lawyers generally like me. I think I found a better temp company, so I'm going to put in my resume with them tonight. My mom felt bad for me so she bought me the newest edition of Marie Claire magazine (which I love, scoff all you like). I read it at the beach today (on Wednesdays my mom has nursing care for my brother) and then we got lunch, so I'm not feeling all that bitter anymore.

xanthium at 5:45 p.m.

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