I went back to the Temp agency I was with previously. Two months ago it wasn’t a consideration as I was still being bombarded by folks who figured that a full-time job is essential. And it is for some…but not for me. See, I have found a creative avenue to explore, one that should it take off, I want to be able to explore to the fullest. I can’t do that working full time for someone. Because working full time for someone comes with its own long list of requirements. Working at a Temp Agency comes with little requirements. Show up for work on time, dress as the part requires, do what the part requires (don’t sit with your thumb up your ass), fill out the required paperwork for the agency correctly, and then go home and live your life.
When I worked for the Temp Agency back at the beginning of the year, I was not in a great frame of mind and the conditions just about destroyed me. Now, having sorted through what was the underlying grief, I find myself in a better head space; where now…I show up and do the job, if I make a mistake, I correct it. But I don’t buy into the frenetic energy…I didn’t when I worked the service industry (my area was known as the Zen Den by some…because it was always so calm…) and I don’t buy into it now. Errors occur and some people treat it as if it was a giant catastrophe…when in fact it’s minor. I just shrug and say I’ll take care of it…because in the grand scheme of things it is no big deal. If my error is time consuming to correct; then I will go in early and correct it and eat the time as it was my error to begin with. I am not going to lose sleep over it…not these days. It is a means to an end; it’s to keep the money coming in while I focus on what I truly want to do.
Because sometimes Needs Must…and sometimes…it’s about not over thinking it.