Temping turns to a full-time career.
Okay, the title on this post is totally lame because yall know I ain’t got no tempin’ job, I’m working my job straight up. But, I suppose this dedicated worker-bee-business has taken over my time and suddenly I ain’t got any time for anything other than proofing proposals, adding project pages, answering the five million questions, and putting out an endless stream of fires. It’s mad-house season right now; we’ve got a December 15 deadline loomin’ on a million dollar allocation of program funds that’s got people all in a tizzy trying to get some.
I don’t want to be doing this mad marathon dash, I want to be thinkin’ about money (my money), thinkin’ about where all my money went last weekend, and thinkin’ about how I’m gonna make it all back by the end of the year. That’s what I wanna be doing, but all I’m gonna be doing is busting my ass to survive the next few weeks of full-on rush hour at work.
And, the slight adjustment of colloquial language is just a reflection of the time I spent talkin’ to dem (damn) indians in Oklahoma who ain’t got it together enough to get shit done so I can get on back to working my gnawed-nailed fingers to the bone. There just ain’t no good reason why I gotta be callin’ them up and down, time and again, just to get someone on the damn phone that will satisfy some self-righteous public servants in order to get my car legal to drive in the oh-so-miserable state of Maryland. I ain’t happy about havin’ to play catch up for the hours held in motor vehicle association purgatory. This just ain’t the week, nor the month, for dealin’ with this stuff.
Note: Just so I don’t get anyone jumping all over me for getting pissy about the absolute lack of competency of the indians in Oklahoma – it ain’t no major generalization beyond the specific office set that I’m talking about and I got plenty of years of experience callin’ in on them to know I am dead on with my aggravations and frustrations.
Donna Jean
December 4th, 2006 11:53
heh, yep, I did get flack for my statement. Guess the additional clarity that I’m talking about my own tribe and the many years I’ve had to deal with the people in the offices to get stuff taken care of. oh well, I’m not gonna get all bent out of shape over it cause it don’t matter all that much and I know I’m got all the right in the world to get annoyed at them from time to time.