Why I will never want to bear Dave Eggers' love child

Dave Eggers on being a temp, as described in A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius*:

"It's bliss. The temp doesn't have to pretend that he cares about their company, and they don't have to pretend they own him anything. And finally, just when the job, like almost any job, becomes too boring to continue, when the temp has learned anything he could have learned, and has milked it for the $18/hr and whatever kitsch value it may have had, when to continue anymore would be a sort of death wand would show a terrible lack of respect for his valuable time--usually after three or four days--then, neatly enough, the assignment is over. Perfect."

Me on being a temp, as described in "Why I will never want to bear Dave Eggers' love child":

"It's soul-sucking. Because a long-term temp ends up caring about the company, or at least the people with whom she has direct contact, and as the months pass she begins to think that yes, the company does indeed owe her something for all the work they've taken from her. They owe her sick leave and paid vacation and health insurance, including dental. Vision would be nice but is not crucial, because the temp's parents were kind enough to pay for laser surgery on her steadily deteriorating vision, and now instead of wearing two contacts in each eye** she sees 20/15. And the temp reads "the $18/hr" part of the excerpt from Eggers' AHWOSG and begins frothing at the mouth. Where are these $18/hr temp jobs? Can she get one? Failing, of course, becoming a bona fide employee and having health insurance so she can go have a physical and her semi-annual dental cleaning and checkup. Would it be a long-term temp job, because she likes security, likes knowing that she'll be able to pay her rent and her cell phone bill, and she dreams of being able to afford cable/satellite TV someday and going back to buying books instead of taking them out of the library all the time--$18/hr! Bliss!

"Of course, she values her time too, so the second she sells a novel and gets a decent advance [oh, the beautiful dream], she's quitting the $18/hr temp job [oh, the not-as-attractive-but-still-pretty-in-an-abashed-sort-of-way dream] to spend her days clacking at the keyboard and looking pensively out the window. Perfect."

So that's why I will never want to bear Dave Eggers' love child. Our views on temphood are too disparate. Well, there's also the fact that I don't want to bear anybody's love child. But the previous clinches the deal (or non-deal, as the case may be) re: Dave Eggers' love child.

A side note: My spam file keeps getting e-mails from insurance companies with subject lines like "Exciting New Opportunities" and "I've Had Your Resume on My Desk for a while Now." The most recent is "You Are the One We've Been Looking For."

I haven't yet, but I'm sorely tempted to e-mail back and write, "Trust me, I'm not. My poor sales skills would bring your company to its knees, and I'd hate the job and contemplate suicide nightly."

But then... d'you think they'd pay $18/hr?

*Which, despite the espoused views of temphood, is an excellent book.
**True. Referred to as "piggybacks."