Workadoo

I have an interview with my fourth Dayton temp agency tomorrow. Four. I’m curious as to how many more there actually are in this city. I suppose I may as well collect the set.

As much as I downplayed my former job as being that of a “glorified admin,” I realize now that I was not really an admin and I definitely wasn’t a secretary or a receptionist, even though I did cover the phones sometimes when the receptionist was away at lunch. No, the bullshit of job titles

Yesterday, Nell and I discovered that someone has been stealing the handsoap bottles in the kitchen and in the coffee bar behind our reception desk at work (yes, we have a coffee bar behind the reception desk). Now we’re missing a huge jug of Jergens lotion. We have no idea who’s doing this, or why