Dreamed I was temping in a building about 6 to 10 stories talk and made of black glass (on the outside, anyway). One could call it a “Black Box.”
“Ran late” for being there; they expected us to be there early to login to the computer even though they did not pay us until the shift started at 8a. I wore a button down shirt and khakis, and they were unhappy with this expecting me to were a sport coat and tie on a the pay of a temp. (The rest of them were probably not paid so well either.) Most of the staff was female and anywhere from mid 20’s to mid 30’s.
(This was the last in the series of dreams, each being a day in the work week.) On this occasion I arrived to find the workstation they had for me occupied by someone else: another temp, female and dressed the way they wanted, and obviously better accepted than me. I had the impression that the most she could hope for in life would be to be a cube dweller like the rest.
I was pointed to one “workstation” that turned out to be a keyboard similar to a piano keyboard. Oddly, I could play it, but that did not do the job I was paid to do. I was pointed to another workstation, but then told that was “the nurse’s workstation.” It was decorated with fuzzy red & green Christmas things (flannel dolls & such), and it was not the right spot for me.
Then I was told I could work at so-and-so’s station. So-and-so would be back tomorrow.
I had been told that, when I logged on, that I had to complete their time sheet. I did this a bit resentfully since the temp agency had their own time sheet. But, I did not bring that with me because I was afraid that the co-workers would steal it. So, I wrote down my time on scrap paper (to transfer to the real time sheet later).
Could not find my “training manual” so I had to borrow one. I was given a speech about this as well. Only a few sheets of paper, I knew the speech was a load of crap.
Finally, I started work. I knew that I did not want to be in this environment with these people, but I was not sure what I should be doing next.