First Day having a job, and Oh What a Day!

Now, let me preface this by saying that as a former dedicated military officer, I figured there was nothing that would irritate me so much. I mean, I've learned to hurry-up-and-wait, to stan in lines forever, and to be in uncomfortable work environments. With that said, please continue reading about my awesome day on the job.

First, the call from the temp agency came at 10am, and they wanted someone immediately. I was in my pajamas still :-) So, I was out the door in 1/2 and hour and headed for an unnamed-in-this-blog company downtown in Boston.

All in all, the job was mundane - be in charge of a 96-line phone system. Answer the phone, transfer calls. No internet access. Just answer the phone. No problem!

Until the bad calls started coming. I got FIVE calls from a crazy man asking about my "underpanties." And who the hell calls them that? First it was "Are you wearing white underpanties?" Then it was "What color underpanties are you wearing?" Then it was "What color bra are you wearing?" Then it was "Are you wearing a thong?" Then finally "What color thong are you wearing?" I mean, I know there are freaks, but what is it about this type of thing? Do they really want to have a conversation about it? Are they looking for the phone sex, like just in case his question turned me on enough to continue? Or do they just want to shock people? So...that was fun.

Then, it came to be 6 o'clock, which is when the temp agency said would be the time I would be learing. And no one said anything. Earlier, one of the workers had said I would be done "about 6 o'clock" and that she would make sure someone came up and showed me how to forward the phones to voice mail. But no one came. The phones kept ringing, so I kept answering...until about 6:20, when I went looking for the lady in charge of me. Her office was empty, but her lights were on. "Must be a late night meeting," thought I. Dutifully, I sit behind my desk. 30 minutes later, and several people have walked by and said goodnight, and still no relief. I finally go all the way to the back and ask some random person who says, OF COURSE "Oh my God, you're not still here, are you?" No, moron, I'm an apparition and I'm here to take you on a journey of your Christmas past. Then, she jumps into this "Oh, I hope you don't hate us, it's just a really crazy day." Nope, I hate you.

I mean, seriously, how do you leave for the day and ot tell the temp she can leave? Not to be too Grey's Anatomy, but SERIOUSLY? And after I put up with the panty-man?

UGGHHHHHHHH..................