Originally published on McSweeneys
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE TEMPORARY EMPLOYMENT AGENCY THAT KEEPS LYING TO ME ABOUT HOW GOOD A JOB IS.
I know you think it’s funny when you double book two people for one shitty reception job, but it’s actually super annoying. Especially when you’re the one who has to go home and not earn money because you turned up 30 seconds later then the other girl, who was only faster than you because she wasn’t wearing inappropriately high receptionist heels, like some fucking amateur.
You guys get a third of what I earn for every hour I scan, file, or pretend to know how to use Microsoft Excel, and I don’t understand why. You never pay me on time, you always pawn the worst jobs off on me because you know I’m needy and eager to please, and you act like two weeks of database entry will be some sort of exciting challenge. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but let’s not pretend it’s like summiting Everest or, for that matter, what I actually want to do with my life. Continue reading “AN OPEN LETTER TO THE TEMPORARY EMPLOYMENT AGENCY THAT KEEPS LYING TO ME ABOUT HOW GOOD A JOB IS.”