grrr...

ever feel like you're being jerked around? like you're doing pirouettes but you're not head spotting well enough? as if twirling in your executive mock leather chair until the ergonomic butt pad slips out from beneath your ass?

yea.

my temp agency is giving me that feeling.

"we'll call you with the information for the interview..." no call. i call them. no interview. uh... thanks for calling me back with that information.

"we'll email you the details for the interview and how to get there..." uh huh... riiight.

i'm worried they have my wrong email. or they just aren't as good as they used to be back in 2004.

sigh.

edit: why on earth if all my new resumes have my new email address would you use the one from two thousand and fucking four? for fucks sake.