Temping

I've had a lot of experience temping. I know how to do just about all low level data entry, customer service, receptionist, and filing-related work. It's soul crushing work, especially with all my change-the-world goals. I am going to make mind-blowing films and invent new singing and dancing comedy acts. I will change what comedy means. I will combine my scientific and creative backgrounds in unusual ways. My scientific research prowess will uncover strange, otherwordly facts about our existence that most people won't be willing to confront for the next century. I will talk to people, and help them lead better and healthier lives. I will go back to school and discuss philosophy, physics, the universe, nutrition. But FIRST, I will temp. Again. For $16/hr ($11.13/hr US). I will find some crummy black dress shoes and itchy button-down dress shirts that show my bra through the button holes unless I wear a t-shirt underneath them. I will try to forget about my dreams and the fact that so many other women have to go through the same secretarial crud, but only for the next 6 weeks. Then I'll be done, and have money for burningman. Then I can travel. And then maybe temp again. Or maybe magic will happen. HIRE ME! I know you're out there.