Wednesday, April 16, 2008

4 loads of laundry and an oil change

After two days of heavy writing and a job interview, I woke up this morning fatigued, hoping for a temp gig. I had even showered by 8 a.m. so if my Temp Pimp called, I was ready to go. But like the ugly girl on Prom Night, I was all dressed up with no where to go. 9 o'clock. Nothing. 10 o'clock. Nothing. We in the temp world call these days UTO (unintended time off). It has all the joy of paid vacation, but without the pay. The irony is if I get enough of these in a row, I actually get money -- courtesy of the California Employment Development Department (yep, temps get unemployment too).

What does a temp do when there is nothing to do? You apply for a couple of jobs (we'll talk about this process another day), you check email and watch old episodes of "Lost in Space" on UTO isn't all it's cracked up to be. But there is one perk of these days, you have your apartment building's laundry room all to yourself. How come? Because everyone else is out working. How I envy them. Who is their Temp Pimp and get me his phone number pronto?! So I did 4 loads of laundry then got my oil changed (no wait at the EZ Lube, another perk of going on a Wednesday at 2 pm.)

Yep. A pretty dull day. No one said temp life in Hollywood was exciting. This proves it.

Tomorrow's topic (unless I come up with a better one): Dating.

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