Beggars Can't Be Choosers

The location of my current temp job. Right on Fashion Ave.

So, my current temp job, although in the fashion district (actually literally on Fashion Avenue), and seemingly pretty cool, has a lot less perks than some of the other temp jobs I have worked in NY... The worst part is that I am in the middle of the building! No view! And it's so pretty out! ARGH!

To combat this I have decided that I am going to go sit outside for lunch today. Or at least sit in the Starbucks downstairs that has a view of outside (if it's too cold to actually sit outside). I just need to see the sunshine today!

Plus, in the scramble to get here ASAP yesterday, I didn't bother to check in and see how much I was getting paid for this job, and it turns out, it is WAAAAY lower than what I said my minimum hourly is... GRRR. I'm a little angry at my temp consultant right now. I mean, yay, a job! Making money (sorta)! Affording things (maybe)! But also, boo. I am worth more than this... Oh well, focus on the positive, it got me outta the apartment, and I'm making something instead of nothing, so I'll take it (begrudgingly, but yes, I WILL take it. Money is money and I am in no place--financially--to complain).

It's not like I really have to do that much. Just sit here and be the back-up receptionist in case the chick on the main floor is on a call or away from the desk when the phone rings. And hangout writing blog posts. But still! I feel like I deserve more. *Gina out*

The women's restroom key. In case you forget where you are, I guess...