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These days it does not seem like anyone really dances anymore, you know? In fact, I think that it is kind of rare to come across people that like to dance and such just for fun. So, you might even be able to say that being a bit of a dancer makes you somewhat of a social deviant, at least here in the United States where dancing is not really a big thing in the society.

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Temps are kind of like the glorified indentured servants of the working world. Think about it. You get a cubicle to work, kind of like your little plot of land, you get a small piece of the action in the form of a paycheck, but you don’t actually get the benefits of permanent employment. And when they are done with you, they send you on your way, without so much as a rucksack of corn.

But, on the flip side of that, I’m not sure the whole temp thing is very good for employers either. Sure, they save a fortune on benefits and the like, but they get employees with zero loyalty, and, honestly, zero concern over doing the job correctly.

Or perhaps that’s just me.

As a temp, I find that I just don’t give a damn. People ask me if I’m doing okay, if I have any questions. Of course I don’t, because I don’t care. It doesn’t matter to me in the least whether or not I am doing the job right. I’ve come to collect a paycheck, not to aide your company in excellence. If something gets messed up, I probably won’t even be around to reap the consequences.

And that’s when I am actually doing the job they are paying me to do!

The best thing about being a temp is they have low expectations and it takes them forever to fire you no matter how little you are doing or how much you fuck up. I find this facilitates my tendency to do anything but work quite nicely.

When a guy that I work with recently got a call from his son’s teacher in the middle of the day, because the boy was being disruptive in class, was the guy embarrassed? Did he feel somewhat guilty over his son’s unruly behavior? Of course not!

What did he do? He blamed the teacher.

In fact, he said, “That teacher must have too much time on her hands.” This hypothesis came from the fact that she could take the time to call him in the middle of the day. It didn’t seem to occur to him at all that his son could just be so disruptive that she had to find the time in her busy schedule, and take time away from the other kids in her class who weren’t causing a problem, to call a parent.

His reasoning for his son’s behavior?

“He’s a boy!”

Well, glory be. Why didn’t she think of that?

It’s bad enough when someone walks into a public bathroom talking on a cell phone. One, it’s an enclosed space and most people have an inability to speak softly on a cell phone. (I don’t know why. I only report the facts.) And two, because it makes some of us nervous bathroom-goers. If I don’t want the sounds of my urination transmitting over the wires to my own contacts, why would I want them transmitting to yours?

But this was just… special.

You would think that one would not walk into a stall talking on a cell phone if she was planning to do anything more than a mere tinkle. You would think that. But, apparently, you would be wrong.