Right. Since I'm still waiting for my dreamjob while I don't have a stable one, I accepted a 2-day job to organize papers. This is the story of how it happened.
Day 1
I arrived early. It was... in the middle of the city. Like... about a half hour travel with mostly anything I could have got on that took me in that direction. And I didn't want to be late, hence my earlyness.
I finally found the place. Peep show on one side, sleazy bar on the other side... in front of me (behind me the door to the big, old, tattered building) a huge construction site with a half- finished huge building. With lots of noise. Oh joy.
I pushed the button once. No reaction. I pushed it a second and third and... you get my meaning. Still nothing. After a while some people came out so I ran in to the second floor, where this foundation thingy was. That part of the corridor was locked with a cheap wrought iron door, so I was stuck. I started waiting around.
After about 20-30 mins and old man came out and started bitching to me about why I don't go down and wait at the street-door where I am supposed to, that's why they have these little door bells with speakers. I *looked* at him and asked "Shall I go down again to call them then?" I also added that it does jolly good to my asthmatic lungs to sniff all the construction work's trash. He huffed, he puffed, and shambled away, shaking his head. I was a good girl and refrained from kicking him down the stairs.
Then the door I was pretty much standing in front of opened and an old woman peeked out and asked me what I was looking for. I told her I was here to work for the foundation, but they stood me up. And I didn't really feel like waiting next to the peep Show sign. She understood. She told me they were nice people so they shall come by sometime.
That's when I phoned the guy who sent me here, and I actually got a response. Not to mention that as soon as I put the phone down, my new boss arrived. He was migtily apologetic. He said he had a good weekend. (Duh. So did I, but I managed to wake up.)
Anyway, we went in, and he started stacking up the stacks of papers I should put in order. I got scared. But I started working. Sometimes I had to go and ask but I pretty much started sorting thestuff out.
Then, whenever I was ready, he came in and put more stuff on my desk to sort out. I was very *very* miserable Cinderella. But oh well, work is work.
And then he came in and told me I should look out for this and this, and if I found any I should put them somewhere else. - When I was finished with lots and have put them away neatly.
So he wanted me start all over from the beginning yet again?
LIKE HELL, GODSDAMNIT!
I just kept quiet, nodded and decided I shall be faaaar away when the shit hits the fan. Hopefully. They weren't paying me enough for this.
The guy came in and went. He was walking around with his mobile phone surgically attached to his ear. He was angry with a guy who talked bad about him on some forums so he wanted them to block and ban him form the community. So he called various people to tell them not to protect said person and that he shall kick him out so hard...
Then he sat down, watching while I worked and started bitching. I nodded and worked. (I still believed I had a chance to leave early if I actually completed the jobs. hah!)
Anyway, after loads of work, I went to have dinner. He said he shall be here, I don't have to worry. So I went, ate and came back as soon as I could. Till that time someone had shat on the doorstep of the street-door, and left some dirty newspapers lying about. Cute.
I pressed the button on the bell. Guess what? Nobody was home. So there I was, standing between a sleazy pub, a peep show, right next to a big, ugly pile of poop and got stared at by lazy construction workers, who started to look more and more hopeful by the minutes. So after some bitching I went, bought beads at one of my fave beadstores, which was like... 2 minutes from this workplace, 3 if you counted the streetlamp. When I got back, he was back. He decided to eat out too. Seems like I could have had lunch for an hour or so.
Then he decided he should leave (he was always, *always* running up and down like some batshit crazy caged animal), and leave all up to his co-worker or whatever, a girl who just arrived. She was nice. Real nice. We talked. She came, sat beside me and she talked while I packed away stuff.
And I was able to leave nearly on time... Although we talked nearly for an hour afterwards. ^^
And when I was leaving the frikkin construction workers started singing to me and tried to flirt. I pretty much ignored them, but it still made me... eugh...
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