Oblisation

so i've been temping...its pretty weird as every day is like your first and people are all nice and welcoming until they realise you're only there for a short space of time! you can then almost see the light going off in their head "ah no need to make freinds with this one then, what a waste of charm..."
i've got a job in the x-ray dept of a hospital at the mo and i can keep it for as long as i want which is pretty sweet. you can imagine my regal british tones over the moniter. i have to answer the phone, work the switchboard ect. people ring up with random requests. everyone who works there is jaded and old but pretty funny. theres a cool french girl and a mad polish women both of whom can hardly speak english. keeps it entertaining.
which brings me onto the subject of oblisation-you know, those pointless conversations with people where none of you really listen to the other person but you just feel like seenas yout share the same carpet square 8 hours a day you should converse. as i ask things like "so where in sydney do you live?" with a "I'm nice honest" look on my face, i can't help but repeat "i dont care i dont care i dont care" in my head...