My first job did me a huge favor, it made most other jobs i have had seem not so bad. I have been hateful here on my blog, rude , crude, and socially unacceptable. Now however is the time to fear your judgement. My name is cupcake and i used to be a telemarketer.
I was young i didn’t know any better, they promised quick cash no questions asked. It was air-conditioned and didn’t require me to operate a fry basket. Rationalization aside i stayed with that job for three years. At first it wasnt that bad, sit there and wait for the computer to dial a number and bloop off to the races. Credit cards credit cards credit cards, you don’t want them fine next number please. Still to this day when confronted with an unknown call my voice gets that telemarketer/ bill collector tone that often gets me hung up on when calling for the PTA or the children’s parties .My little cubical came equipped with a flip book of answers to any number of questions, and a comfy chair. Fast forward a year or so of 20-30 hr weeks( remember college student with lazy tendencies) and amid the jokers with air horns in the phone or blatant threats of violence the job started to lose its shine. Did you know different states have different laws as to how many times you say NO before i am legally obligated to let you go? ( or at least way back then they did) Then there are the people who just set the phone down or hand it to their kid i personally loved this i got paid either way. Then we started selling warranties to products from a popular catalog that lets you own everyday walmart quality items for only twelve monthly payments. Warranties to products that people didn’t even own anymore. I had to have the lowest sale rate EVER at times i was actively discouraging people from making the deal. ” after the initial three mo. The rate JUMPS to 23.9%” aka don’t do this! I was horrible at my job, and yet still it ate at me to the point going into work made me physically ill. I have had other jobs along the way with bad hours , worse pay, jobs with sexist bosses and harassing coworkers still none got to me to the level ” phone sales” did. Everyone should have one truly loathsome job by which to measure all others, and if you ever get a sales call ( if they still exist) talk dirty to them it was always the talk of the sales floor.