Temping is like subbing, only with grown-ups ...

I have signed on with a temp agency. I figure, if I can survive random subjects at random schools with random students, then I can survive data entry for Peggy in HR. Right?

My first placement started this week, with about 11 hours notice. Sub life? Check.

It was for something I was kinda-sorta prepared for, warehouse work. Currently, I work part time for an online women's accessories place, so I'm used to getting an order, going to the right spot to find the item, and figuring out the difference between "lavender" and "purple." This place is industrial cleaning supplies, so I have to get an order, go to the right spot, and figure out the difference between "1001.2398" and "1000.2398." Boring, but check.

And, oh, the characters. Here is a run-down.

Rob. Rob is the warehouse manager. He is a total DBag. (Late to work, matchy-matchy hat and t-shirt, awful tattoos, insincere "how's it going?" questions, taking time to chat up the receptionists from upstairs.)

Brad and Tony. They are awesome. Hilarious, professional, and actually pretty nice to us temp folk. Sure, a little rough around the edges, but whatever.

Angie. Angie has been there two weeks, also from the temp agency, and is awesome. I seriously thought she worked there for years when I started.

Jason. Jason is the other temp who started the same day I did. Jason is like a big bouncy dog - a little dumb but trainable, overall likeable but can get annoying, really really really wants to be liked, especially by the "big dogs," Brad and Tony. You know when 2 guys meet and start trying to be cool yet friendly? "Yeah man, I love video games. GTA 4 is alright, but I totally beat it really fast." "Yeah, totally. The graphics on the next one are supposed to be sweet." I get to overhear this crap every time Jason is paired with another guy.

Anyway, they are going to transfer me upstairs to do data stuff tomorrow, with Bobbi in HR. We'll see if my nodding and smiling skills from subbing will suffice.