I'm a Temp

So for the past few weeks I've been filling out application after application; hoping that somehow I'll find a job.  Turns out the job market in Boise isn't as hopping as one would like to hope.  I started my search two and a half weeks ago very confident that I'd have a job within a week.  Well... that is a false statement. 

I had an interview at the end of the first week.  I got all dressed up and headed out to Meridian.  I left a little early so to make sure I could find it and as it turned out I was way to early so I stopped by my new in-laws who live real close to that job.  Denna was asking me where the interview was and what the job was, and to be quite honest I didn't know.  I had applied to so many jobs I didn't even know where I was interviewing.  After about two minutes of research I realized that the job I was interviewing for was not the typical receptionist position that I had been applying for.  It was for a law office as a secretary/office clerk.  Great.  The law office specialized in immigration law.  Perfect, maybe I would get to use my Spanish.  So I go into the office and the little Latina at the desk tells me that my interviewer is running a little behind and to have a seat while I fill out some paperwork.  As I'm filling out the paperwork she had given me I realized that not only would I get to use my Spanish, if I got this job I would only be speaking Spanish.  The paperwork she gave me was actually a Spanish proficiency test.  Page 1, "Please translate this English document to Spanish." Page 2, "Please translate this Spanish document to English."  It wasn't too hard, it would have been easier if I knew law terms in Spanish, but you don't really use those as a missionary.  Heck, I don't think I knew what some of the words meant in English.  Finally, my interviewer calls me back to her office.  She is a super nice young Latin American attorney.  We sit down and she starts talking to me to get to know me a bit, then she makes the switch.  The rest of the interview proceeded like a normal interview would, but completely in Spanish.  I was impressed with how much Spanish I could actually speak after a year of being away from it, but needless to say she didn't find me as qualified as the other native speakers she had interviewed earlier that day.  She sent me an email the next day regretting to inform me that I didn't get the job.

Since then I've had several phone interviews and face to face interviews and so far each have been followed by similar emails.  "We regret to inform you that after careful consideration we have hired someone other than you..."  But I have been hired by two temp agencies; and today I got my first gig.  The normal receptionist at Steed Construction called in sick, and I was fortunate enough to take her place.  And unless she is still on her deathbed tomorrow, I'll be out of work again.  But as for now I'm relishing in the fact that I'm being paid to answer and redirect phone calls today.