i’ve done many a temp job in my time… and have had many temp jobs from hell. i’m going to share some reminiscences with y’all about this from time 2 time. one of my favorites is the time i was temping for an organization that sent out social workers to families in new york city.
i know i was there for more than a few days because i clearly remember typing up visit reports for the social workers, who apparently had high school educations and couldn’t spell or use grammar correctly. i copyedited and proofread all the reports because i couldn’t, i just couldn’t, type them the way they were written. it went against my entire grain to do that.
the computer password for the person who i was replacing for a few days was… jesus.