work rant
So i'm temping at this well known crystal/fine china company. This is my first time temping. I like it because i didn't have to go on an interview and i hate interviews but i hate the feeling that any day you can be canned. Case in point this other temp that's been here since March (i just started at the end of June) was assigned to the special markets team and there is this one lady on that team that is just a moron. She freaks out about everything, all she talks about is reality tv, and every pound that she is losing each day down to the gram. So this lady like talks to the temp like shes 5 years old and is always in a pissy mood and on wednesday the temp wrote her an email just saying you know i feel like you're trying to make an example out of me. So since she called her out on it the lady has been even more catty. So yesterday the temp asked the lady a question pretaining to work and the woman goes "are you making a dig at me?" and the temp was like "what are you talking about?" and the lady said some nasty shit to the temp and the temp said "please speak to me in a professional manner" and this lady jumps up and huffs "i can't take this" and literally runs over to the supervisor and tells on her in a big whisper that everyone can hear. I couldn't believe my eyes. If i didn't know any better i would think i was in the cafeteria in high school. So all this whispering went on all day between the permanent people and when the temp tried to ask someone what the problem was they said "oh she (crazy woman) has a hard life at home" I was like "uh that's the excuse you give when a child is acting up in school not a grown woman in her place of business" so long story a little less long i come in today and the temp isn't here after like 10 min. which is weird because she's always on time and then i see our boss come over with a shopping bag and collect all her belongings. They fired her. Ridiculous. The lady is a single mom to i feel bad for her. Its none of my business but i feel bad. And this is giving me anxiety like i could get canned at any minute which is making me feel like i have to kiss their ass now which i cannot by any means do because i die a little inside each time. Besides i don't really have any compliments to give them they dress like its 1957 and all they talk about is their vacations to Bermuda and Hilton Head. What am I going to say "uh i got married to a woman last monday" or "my cat had kittens" please. i refuse to chat with these barracudas. I need to find a real job.