Today’s Soundtrack: this very secret that you try to conceal/ it’s the very same one that you’re trying to reveal.
Yesterday I sat in a neutral-coloured cubicle, half gray, half beige; as neutral as you can get. I answered calls for an insurance company, took down orders of cancellation and got yelled at for 8 hours. It’s my first assignment at the temp agency, I would’ve been back there again today if it wasn’t for this damn cold/sore throat/fever. I hate office work just as much as the next guy but when money’s tight, you gotta do what you gotta do.
So I received calls nation-wide, some only had box numbers as addresses; it was box address, town name and then the province. I asked a few of those for their street name, and they just laughed at me. I even got a few from Medicine Hat, Alberta and Moosejaw, Saskatchewan. Now I could be wrong, but aren’t those the hometowns of both Kalan and Theresa, of the Canadian Idol fame? LOL.
Anyway, it wasn’t surprising that the most irate customers were the ones from the GTA. This lady yelled at the top of her lungs because I asked her too spell out her name. She said I was wasting her time. When I asked her for her address and discovered that she was from my ‘hood, I just shook my head and laughed. Malvern houses the feistiest (sp?) people in the city.
In other news, I’m addicted to Let it Die by Feist. It’s such a great cd, complete with a cover from Ron Sexsmith (who, according to Sarah McLachlan, is the songwriter’s songwriter). When I listen to Feist, I can close my eyes and see Paris. Give it a try and you’ll see what I mean.
I promised a friend I’d help him plug a Tsunami Benefit show he’s participating in this coming Saturday. Check out this flyer for more info.
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3 comments:
Oh no! I remember how much you hate cubicles! And there's nothing worse than being sick :( But look on the bright side, at least you got to blog today...yay! So proud of you! LOL Thanks for opening my eyes to this world of blogging. I always thought it was just something for the writers' world, but so far, 3 days in a row and more on the way...Hope you feel better soon!
Cubicle. Horror. Cold calls? What has happened to you? It sounds like you have become insane and checked into a sanitarium. Remember, they always come back!
hahaha! No chance in hell, Carl. Hey, what's with the lack of activity in your journal?! hmmm?
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