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This afternoon, I put on an actual suit, and a raincoat over it (the combination proving barely warm enough outdoors, and the suit itself too warm indoors, ah well), and went down to talk to Laura Bonetti, a recruiter at a temp agency called Update Graphics about proofreading work.
I took a proofreading test--normally they do that after you talk to the recruiter, but she was dealing with assorted crises by phone, and we agreed that it made more sense for me to do that than to sit around and wait for her--and then answered a few questions, and got some information about the agency. She said I did well on the test (it was a cold read, and nothing terribly complicated). We discussed what sort of work I'm looking for: among other things, I ruled out third shift but said I could do a day or two of second shift (4-10 p.m. or thereabouts). She happily wrote "direct mail" on my resume, but also mentioned a client who will be pleased by my recent experience editing grade school workbooks. Ms. Bonetti also urged me to call them at least once a week while I'm available, and said that if someone else answers the phone, I should talk to them rather than attempt to leave a message or call back--would-be employees aren't assigned to a specific recruiter, and in fact having lots of people there know my name can only help, because they'll be more likely to think of me when there's available work.
That all took about 40 minutes, including filling out a couple of forms (in addition to the ones I'd printed out and filled out ahead of time). I then grabbed a banana from a random street vendor, ate it, and went down to Union Square. I have a quart of South Jersey strawberries. I have crimini mushrooms, Gala apples, and a demi-baguette. I decided not to buy more ramps, since![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cattitude probably won't be home for dinner (which is part of why I got the mushrooms). There's a Staples across from Union Square Park, so I have a fresh ream of printer paper (the other reason I decided to make the side trip instead of coming straight home).
I am wearing the nice cozy slipperspapersky got me for Christmas, and feeling very unlike the end of May.
I took a proofreading test--normally they do that after you talk to the recruiter, but she was dealing with assorted crises by phone, and we agreed that it made more sense for me to do that than to sit around and wait for her--and then answered a few questions, and got some information about the agency. She said I did well on the test (it was a cold read, and nothing terribly complicated). We discussed what sort of work I'm looking for: among other things, I ruled out third shift but said I could do a day or two of second shift (4-10 p.m. or thereabouts). She happily wrote "direct mail" on my resume, but also mentioned a client who will be pleased by my recent experience editing grade school workbooks. Ms. Bonetti also urged me to call them at least once a week while I'm available, and said that if someone else answers the phone, I should talk to them rather than attempt to leave a message or call back--would-be employees aren't assigned to a specific recruiter, and in fact having lots of people there know my name can only help, because they'll be more likely to think of me when there's available work.
That all took about 40 minutes, including filling out a couple of forms (in addition to the ones I'd printed out and filled out ahead of time). I then grabbed a banana from a random street vendor, ate it, and went down to Union Square. I have a quart of South Jersey strawberries. I have crimini mushrooms, Gala apples, and a demi-baguette. I decided not to buy more ramps, since
cattitude probably won't be home for dinner (which is part of why I got the mushrooms). There's a Staples across from Union Square Park, so I have a fresh ream of printer paper (the other reason I decided to make the side trip instead of coming straight home).I am wearing the nice cozy slippers
papersky got me for Christmas, and feeling very unlike the end of May.