I have a strange relationship to temping. Or perhaps it’s not strange at all. I’m doing some freelance work for a friend at the moment so I may be occupied most of the time, but the prospect of the money from two days temping still appeals to me. What doesn’t appeal is actually doing the temping, which appalls me beyond the counting of it. So I get a phone call from the temp company and I vacillate and I sound really torn on the phone, then they go away to check something and I don’t hear back from them.