I've been in a temp-drought. Of course, it's partially my fault. Immediately after registering with 3 agencies, I got a call about a job I had auditioned for the previous week. After the callback, I got the job, and had to inform all those eager agencies that I would be unavailable for two weeks. Maybe that put me on some naughty lists. Now that taping on the aforementioned job is complete, I still have no job. So, after learning that my car battery was dead, I took an alternate vehicle (one of the many benefits of marriage) and ventured once more into the temp world and applied with a different company. Anyway...forms, software tests, typing tests... I've taken 4 of these things now, and they're all virtually the same. On the bright side, this particular agency seems to work more with the studios. If I'm going to work a day job, I figure I might as well be interested in what they do. The jobs are mostly short-term, which is also good as it means more frequent breaks in the routine.
Over the weekend, we attended several free shows at the local theatre and arts festival. One of the tremendous upsides to encouraging a theatre district is that it enables a festival like this to take place. Everything was within a 3 or 4 block area, including open container areas, the Colossal Dog, and an afternoon performance by The Platters! We did not hang around for the Peruvian blues singer. We live in a great neighborhood.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Catch Up
This is a repost from elsewhere in the ether. I'm trying to migrate my thoughts to this instead of that.
4/9/2005 - The Mrs. and I arrived in Los Angeles about two and a half weeks ago. It took us a few days to find an apartment. At one point, we found a great place, but after we looked at it twice, the landlady pulled the old switcheroo on us and told us the rent was actually more than she had advertised it for. Ummm...no thanks. The next day, we found the apartment where we now live and got a great deal.
We've spent the last week getting some minor furniture items to flesh out the place, and getting utilities and such worked out. Now, we're looking for jobs and getting in the flow of being real people, not just mad apartment hunters/decorators.
4/15/2005 - I spent a fair amount of time this week taking tests. Wha??? I know, it felt so weird. Actually, I got a lot more anxious during them than I remember getting in the past. The tests were various mundane things related to office work, accounting, etc. I was applying at temp agencies.
Typing tests, Word tests, Excel tests, math tests, spelling tests, alphabetizing tests, following directions tests...it can be pretty ridiculous considering the bulk of the jobs they want to offer you pay a glorified McDonald's wage. What happens if you score better? Do they pay you more than the other guy they could get to file their paperwork at $9 or $10 per hour? Probably not. So, why test me? If I come in and can actually put a sentence together in conversation with you and have some kind of education, let alone a freaking college degree, how about you just pass me through right there.
Sure hope I get that month-long, rote, $10/hour, bring-tears-to-my-eyes STOR-IT-HERE data entry job that's gone neglected by their own $40k/year employees for 2 years while I've been patiently awaiting my opportunity to get their ship together for them.
4/9/2005 - The Mrs. and I arrived in Los Angeles about two and a half weeks ago. It took us a few days to find an apartment. At one point, we found a great place, but after we looked at it twice, the landlady pulled the old switcheroo on us and told us the rent was actually more than she had advertised it for. Ummm...no thanks. The next day, we found the apartment where we now live and got a great deal.
We've spent the last week getting some minor furniture items to flesh out the place, and getting utilities and such worked out. Now, we're looking for jobs and getting in the flow of being real people, not just mad apartment hunters/decorators.
4/15/2005 - I spent a fair amount of time this week taking tests. Wha??? I know, it felt so weird. Actually, I got a lot more anxious during them than I remember getting in the past. The tests were various mundane things related to office work, accounting, etc. I was applying at temp agencies.
Typing tests, Word tests, Excel tests, math tests, spelling tests, alphabetizing tests, following directions tests...it can be pretty ridiculous considering the bulk of the jobs they want to offer you pay a glorified McDonald's wage. What happens if you score better? Do they pay you more than the other guy they could get to file their paperwork at $9 or $10 per hour? Probably not. So, why test me? If I come in and can actually put a sentence together in conversation with you and have some kind of education, let alone a freaking college degree, how about you just pass me through right there.
Sure hope I get that month-long, rote, $10/hour, bring-tears-to-my-eyes STOR-IT-HERE data entry job that's gone neglected by their own $40k/year employees for 2 years while I've been patiently awaiting my opportunity to get their ship together for them.
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