There ain't nothin' more gratifying in the public service than supervising while others perform mind-numbing jobs.
Normally on the less glamorous end of said tasks, Public Service Girl nonetheless works in an equal opportunity workplace and also gets her chance to express her more sadistic tendencies on the happiest work day of all; Temp Day, the day when a temp has to be brought in to perform some inane but inevitable task that not even she can be roped into doing.
Everybody's happy: the temp - usually some poor student or pom on a working visa - gets the cash, and the other minions in the office get a kick coz at least it's not them.
It is like the public service equivalent of getting a puppy for a childhood Christmas. Only better. You get to give it back once it stops being cute.
Public Service Girl was immensely looking froward to her task as the temp's supervisor. What could be better than coming into the office and not only not having to stuff 3382 envelopes yourself, but looking over some poor sap's shoulder as they do, and then retreating into your cubicle to catch up on the day's horde of discount Viagra offers and shady business deals to share in some fantastical amount of money if you disclose your bank details?
(These never fail to amuse Public Service Girl and are the most pleasant - and productive - aspect of her work).
Unfortunately our heroine miscalculated slightly and began her duties a little too eagerly; these temps, they can smell weakness and inexperience a mile off, you know, and very quickly the two girls had bonded (the temp being Public Service Girl's exact age and what might be put down as 'bubbly' on a CV but in practice can only be called obnoxious over-friendliness).
So now Public Service Girl is feeling guilty about having to play the Big Bad Boss and is carrying heavy boxes, opening doors, overlooking long lunches and granting early leave times all at the behest of the temp. She's annoyed she won't be able to use her well rehearsed speech On The Most Correct Way Of Stuffing 3382 Envelopes As Hypothesised By Someone Who Has Never Done It, or chastise the temp for being a chatterbox, and can't wait until the Happiest Work Day Of All is over and she never has to see her new best friend ever again.
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