You know, I shouldn't bitch. There are some people out there without a job. But some days letting loose is the only way I can manage to walk into that place.

We have two temps. One is for data entry only and one is an old coworker. The old coworker is a blessing. She knows how to do most of the work so the training is minimal. The other temp is very nice and doesn't know any of our systems. That means 'someone' has to find stuff for her to do. Yesterday my boss caught her reading while waiting for someone to give her work. You know that didn't fly. You know what it did do? It transferred the grief my boss was giving me onto to her. Thank G-d for temps!

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