Assignment 11: The Walk Out
I turned up in some dive-hole high rise building, again near Five Ways.  The building looked unkempt and the people were positively scruffy (definitely a sign that they weren’t being paid enough and moral was low). 

I was led to my desk, started up the computer, asked where the typing work was.  The head secretary handed me a three page list of names and telephone numbers, and told me I had to organise a massive meeting for that Friday.  I was struck dumb - more telephone work!  And how can they ask a temp to organise a meeting on her first day, before she even knows where the toilets are. 

“No,” I said, “I’m an audio typist slash secretary.  I can’t do this.”  She looked surprised and fussed around for a bit, then dug out a piece of paper, saying, “I think this needs typing up.”  “I think the agency have sent the wrong person,” I told her, determinedly turning off the computer. 

She rang the agency, and I waited.  I definitely wasn’t staying here.  The woman finally came back, saying the agency was sending someone else.  I left, marched into the city and barged into the agency offices with a vengeance.  “No telephone work!” I told them.  “Its in big letters on my CV, I don’t like telephone work, I’m not good at it,
don't send me to jobs where I'm expected to do it!.”  They said they understood, but I joined another agency the same day.
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