Photo Op

Dear Diary:

During my third week temping for a company in Manhattan, a photographer was hired to take pictures of new employees.

After he had taken photos of three people, the photographer scanned his list. He said that he only needed to take one more picture.

I honestly thought it was going to be of me.

The boss had told me that I was doing a great job. Maybe this was his plan for telling me I was being hired full-time? Maybe I would learn that I was officially joining the company by having my picture taken for the website?

I was feeling great. As the photographer walked toward my desk, my brain started to schedule appointments with doctors thanks to the health insurance I was about to acquire.