So after spending…nine hours (minus 30 minutes for lunch) working hard, I came home to a voicemail message from the temp agency telling me I didn’t need to go back. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t anything I did wrong. I got the impression that they didn’t really know what to do with me. Every time I finished a task, they had to stop and think, “What can we have her do now?” I couldn’t really imagine ten weeks of that. Plus, I got to sit for a total of maybe 40 minutes, including lunch. That’s a long time to be standing.
I learned quite a bit, though, and I got to use some fun machines. I don’t think my writing skills are up to describing them, and I don’t know the proper names. My favorite was the machine that crumpled up the packing paper. All I had to do was step on a pedal, and the paper would come shooting out in a big, long, crumpled strip. It was fun. And I stickered more than 340 reels of labels (putting a label on the labels). That’s what the company makes: labels, UPC stickers, etc.
Well, I’m awaiting a call from the temp agency to go over how yesterday went. Maybe they’ll have more information for me on what went wrong — or what I did wrong, as the case may be. I don’t think the job was a good fit for me. I’m pretty sure they won’t try putting me in that type of position again.