If I had a picture from then, it would be 12'x12' fabric cubicle
walls and an ugly old chair that I refused to get rid of.
The bigger office (and nice paycheck) was my reward 'cause when
i was temping, I had the smallest cubicle like this:
http://www.cubesolutions.com/cubicle_pages/cubicle34_39h3x2.htm-
and the slowest computer.
I still remember the day the big boss asked who was responsible
for it. I was sitting in my tiny cubicle and heard it from an
partially open office door.
"Who's Ken?"
"The temp"
"The temp?!"
"Yeah"
"Why is he still a temp?"
By then I stopped caring about the job and was already taking
college courses to go into education instead, cutting my days to
4 hours a day because temps can do whatever they want, really,
and I still got the job done.
So, it was nice getting hired.
