Of Friday Frolics October 19, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackOk, so I’m not really thinking ‘frolics’. I’m thinking something that sort of rhymes with ‘frolics’. Begins with a ‘B’. Can you tell what it is yet?
Reader, I am no longer cut out for the wearisome workplace. As a trembling temp, I have been left to my own devices for the entire week, advising patients on hip replacements and various other medical procedures.
How’s a girl to make any fun out of that?
‘Oh, yes, Madam, you sound terribly crumbly to me. Have you considered a full body transplant?’
I sit, for many hours a day, in an office with a woman who won’t speak to me. She tuts, though, quite a lot. And sighs.
Sigh.
Add to this an army of surgeons and specialists who stalk the corridors clad in masks and operating-theatre-type clothes, presumably to ensure everyone knows they are Gods and should not be approached or spoken to by plebs or subordinates. And nurses who eat their lunch while discussing weeping wounds. It’s enough to make you cry.
Ho ho, another three weeks to go. Perhaps next week they’ll let me do some operations.
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Oh, Jen - I was wondering how you were getting on; might have to jump into the temping pool soon myself. I’m not gaining any enthusiasm for it though! If I were you, in the lunchbreak, go and mug one of the doctors for his/her mask and see how far you get - I’m guessing they may realise you are an impostor fairly soon, but it would be a way of passing the time!
Ahhh the joy of temping. You could always beat someone about the head and neck with a false limb……I’m sure that would soon liven things up!! Hmmm…..then again…..perhaps that’s not such a good idea…..I can see the headlines now…..
‘Horror as Temp is left in Limbo’
‘Onlookers are shocked as Temp Limb-ers up for a fight’
‘Crinkly wrinkly left legless’
I’m going to stop there (Sorry….it’s been a long day)
Look on the bright side…..at least you don’t work there full time!!
C x
The job doesn’t sound all that great. *hugs* But you might get a story idea somewhere!!
Oh dear, I hope the next three weeks are better. Perhaps you should take up tutting and sighing in imitation of the non-speaking woman? Maybe it will get her talking, or at the least she’ll stop the tutting and sighing.
It’s only temporary
It’s only temporary
repeat and breathe…..
Seriously bad luck to be stuck with non-talking woman. Mind you, you could be stuck with garrolous drivel-talking woman I suppose:-)
On a different note, someone once told me that if someone was offish with them, they would love bomb them until they broke. Maybe she needs love bombing and actually might be seriously interesting character for a story. (Or maybe she’s just a tutting bore:-)
x
hope next week is better:-)
Hannah - temping is freaky! I’ve never done it before but there is something quite nice about not really having to care too much about silly things like bogging off on the dot of going-home time. Wearing a surgeon’s mask would certainly save time on lip gloss application…
Carol - I’m speechless. Truly. I suppose at least you’re ‘armless though. Har.
A Writer - yes, am going to plunder everyone’s sorry tales for stories!! Every cloud, and all that…
Angie - it’s sort of weird. I feel as if I’m wearing an invisibility cloak. I don’t mind her not wanting to prattle al day but ignoring me when I actually ask her a direct question does my little head in!
Lane - Love bombing might work. She went very red in the face when I interrogated her about her weekend… she was pathetically entertained by a little smiley face I drew on a phone message for her though. I’ll wear her down, just you wait and see
She’s just worn down by the wearying workplace that you as a temp can flit in and out at at your leisure. Just pray they don’t ask you to stay on!
Don’t suppose you have time write in quiet moments? Hang in there
Breezy - you may well have a point there. Hey ho, another three weeks in which to discover all her secrets…
Liz - chance would be a fine thing… I did try to scribble down some silly rhymes on Friday afternoon but I’m not very good at being naughty and jumped guiltily every time someone walked past the office! I was a nervous wreck after half an hour
Oh Jen, one of those jobs. Sorry to hear that. Mute woman is definitely preferable to verbal diahhroea person but still a little wearing. I bet you’ll get her in the end! I have faith.
JJx
Yeuch, I hated temping too. Wishing you well with your novel.
Temping is can be a lonely experience.
erk - a hospital? not fun at ALL. But plenty of writing material - see - egotistical doctors and sighing secretaries , Brilliant!
JJ - Mute woman is probably thinking that the verbal diarrhoea woman she got as temp is awful!
Hullaballoo - thanks, I must do some writing one of these days. Temping is rather horrid, you’re quite right.
Rebecca - it’s a posh hospital, at least. More like a hotel. No dishy doctors though, even with their masks on!
[...] Well, enough’s enough. No more loafing about, eating fluff and Marmite and writing bits of nonsense. Monday morning = work. Crikey, another temping job. I’m working on the theory that this one can’t possibly be as bad as the first few weeks of the last one. [...]