I got a shitty job!!

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As a telemarketer! I start Mon @ 5:00. It's a really shitty job. $8 an hour, no benefits, none of the good stuff. But it's money coming in. So... yay for me!! I've had a lot of bad luck career-wise, and I've been bitching about it constantly, so... yeah, even if it is shitty, I'm just happy to be working. I'm proud of me. For what it's worth... so yeah. The company's called "Ipsos"- I've never heard of them, but they're apparently legit. So... yup. Yay for me. Tax paying-job holding-debt working offing- on the road to respectability.

:eek:
 
As a telemarketer! I start Mon @ 5:00. It's a really shitty job. $8 an hour, no benefits, none of the good stuff. But it's money coming in. So... yay for me!! I've had a lot of bad luck career-wise, and I've been bitching about it constantly, so... yeah, even if it is shitty, I'm just happy to be working. I'm proud of me. For what it's worth... so yeah. The company's called "Ipsos"- I've never heard of them, but they're apparently legit. So... yup. Yay for me. Tax paying-job holding-debt working offing- on the road to respectability.

:eek:

I'm not gonna dog somebody for having a job even if it's a shitty one but aren't you tired of being a fucking loser? You often sound like you know you're a complete fuck up and don't want to be. Fix it. A shitty job is a start but it doesn't really fix anything. Life is gonna go by before you know it and you'll be full of regret. Don't do that.
 
I'm not gonna dog somebody for having a job even if it's a shitty one but aren't you tired of being a fucking loser? You often sound like you know you're a complete fuck up and don't want to be. Fix it. A shitty job is a start but it doesn't really fix anything. Life is gonna go by before you know it and you'll be full of regret. Don't do that.

I'm doing the best I can man. This is my first step. I talked to the university, and they said that if I set up a payment plan and paid on it for six months, they'd let me back in. I need money to open the door. I also got kicked out of my apartment- well, my parents got me kicked out of my apartment because my roommate was a jackass- long story, but anyway, something with the lease and I have to pay it off because I broke it or some stupid shit, but same thing. They're gonna let me set up a payment plan. And I have to pay my grandparents back for bailing me out and legal fees for around $800. Right now I just need money. I get money and I can get this shit paid off, and I can get a new apartment and go back to school for something real- rather then art ed, since I'm a shitty teacher and art isn't a real career.

So... yeah. It's a start. And a start is what I really wanted. I'm gonna work on career- real career first, and not party it away like a dumbass like I did the first time. If people really want to be around me, then I'll have friends. If they don't, I won't. I'm not gonna go out of my way to be... I don't know what you call those people. I'm gonna concentrait and do it right this time.

I really want some fucking weed though. As soon as I get my debts paid off, I'm buying an oz. The only thing I'll allow myself to be treated to. And after that, I'm just going to pay my bills and save the rest. Learn to actually manage money. I'm scared of doing that, because every time I did it before, my mom would somehow get access to my bank account and drain it. I don't know how to prevent that. But I'm just never ever going to talk to her after I move and hope that works.

I don't have all the answers, but I have at least a loose plan...
 
As a telemarketer! I start Mon @ 5:00. It's a really shitty job. $8 an hour, no benefits, none of the good stuff. But it's money coming in. So... yay for me!! I've had a lot of bad luck career-wise, and I've been bitching about it constantly, so... yeah, even if it is shitty, I'm just happy to be working. I'm proud of me. For what it's worth... so yeah. The company's called "Ipsos"- I've never heard of them, but they're apparently legit. So... yup. Yay for me. Tax paying-job holding-debt working offing- on the road to respectability.

:eek:

You know what the best part of a telemarketers call is? Fucking with them.

People pretend to be interested in what you say, string you along, fart into the phone, and keep you on the line to hear everyone on the other end laugh. I do that. A lot. Keeps me sane.
 
I wanna do funny voices, because they told me to work on my accent. I'm like, "I have an accent?"
 
I wanna do funny voices, because they told me to work on my accent. I'm like, "I have an accent?"

I'm a manager by trade. Fucking with people is part of the fun.

When I have to deal with a new account or customer, sometimes it's fun to talk like the Russian guy from the DirecTV commercials.

Although recently, my fellow managers have had a fixation on Borat voices. I'm not very good at it, but it never hurts to try.
 
I'm a manager by trade. Fucking with people is part of the fun.

When I have to deal with a new account or customer, sometimes it's fun to talk like the Russian guy from the DirecTV commercials.

Although recently, my fellow managers have had a fixation on Borat voices. I'm not very good at it, but it never hurts to try.

I never liked Borat.

I was actually really offended, because believe it or not, I've worked really hard to lose my accent. I don't think I have an accent. At all. I don't want to sound like a redneck dumbass. So I called her on it, and she was like, "No, no, you have an American accent. A lot of our research is done in Canada."

And at that point I realized that there was an "American Accent". How the fuck do you lose that? What the hell even is that?
 
I'm a manager by trade. Fucking with people is part of the fun.

When I have to deal with a new account or customer, sometimes it's fun to talk like the Russian guy from the DirecTV commercials.

Although recently, my fellow managers have had a fixation on Borat voices. I'm not very good at it, but it never hurts to try.

I'm a customer servant who really, really likes you! Can't do the voices so much since I actually have to FACE my customers but I do a great chameleon imitation. Or maybe more like on the TV show Grimm... only a few of my co-workers can see me for who I really am. :p
 
I never liked Borat.

I was actually really offended, because believe it or not, I've worked really hard to lose my accent. I don't think I have an accent. At all. I don't want to sound like a redneck dumbass. So I called her on it, and she was like, "No, no, you have an American accent. A lot of our research is done in Canada."

And at that point I realized that there was an "American Accent". How the fuck do you lose that? What the hell even is that?

Well, if you really want to have fun with people like that, work on your Indian accent.

"Dank yoo fur calling Dell Tek Support, my name is John."

Yeah, sure it is asswipe. I'll take a hotdog and a playboy.
 
I'm a customer servant who really, really likes you! Can't do the voices so much since I actually have to FACE my customers but I do a great chameleon imitation. Or maybe more like on the TV show Grimm... only a few of my co-workers can see me for who I really am. :p

Thank you!

Oh I have to face mine too. I'm the boss remember? Everyone wants to talk to the fucking manager because they think they can get something for free. After failing to become my buddy, they've succeeded in pulling me away from the real reason I'm there "bullshit paperwork" and wasted both of our times. Why? So they can go tell their friends that they are in close with the manager. Good for them.

I think you should have more fun with your customers. Most of the entitled public thinks that the drone-type clerk should give them what ever they want. Sad, but true!
 
Some customers talk to me in Spanish since they assume that I probably speak it but I don't. There have been many a convo where they speak Spanish and I speak English, and we know what we're talking about. I even help them with the self-check out robots sometimes. And the robots had their Spanish button pushed but I know how to program them anyway using the Spanish prompts. :D And I STILL won't speak to the customer in Spanish!
 
Some customers talk to me in Spanish since they assume that I probably speak it but I don't. There have been many a convo where they speak Spanish and I speak English, and we know what we're talking about. I even help them with the self-check out robots sometimes. And the robots had their Spanish button pushed but I know how to program them anyway using the Spanish prompts. :D And I STILL won't speak to the customer in Spanish!

I've always wanted to hack one of those self-checkouts to tell people off. A'la Dick Cheney from Family Guy.

Welcome to walmart, go fuck yourself.
 
Everyone wants to talk to the fucking manager because they think they can get something for free.
No shit. My managers love me cause I just act like I own the fucking place and dress well. People ASSume they're dealing with a "real" Manager but I'm just the pre-filter.

The most fun is popping people who are trying to rip shit off. :cool: I'm the nice lady you deal with before you get tackled by one of my boys out in the parking lot.
 
I've always wanted to hack one of those self-checkouts to tell people off. A'la Dick Cheney from Family Guy.

Welcome to walmart, go fuck yourself.

AHAHAHAHA! Thank GOD I don't work for Walmart but yeah...

And I've done a lot of phone work too btw. So as to not overly jack this thread. I'm either getting donations for non-profit stuff or taking orders where people are spending a few thousand dollars. Sales is sales... either way.
 
As a telemarketer! I start Mon @ 5:00. It's a really shitty job. $8 an hour, no benefits, none of the good stuff. But it's money coming in. So... yay for me!! I've had a lot of bad luck career-wise, and I've been bitching about it constantly, so... yeah, even if it is shitty, I'm just happy to be working. I'm proud of me. For what it's worth... so yeah. The company's called "Ipsos"- I've never heard of them, but they're apparently legit. So... yup. Yay for me. Tax paying-job holding-debt working offing- on the road to respectability.

:eek:

Did this job require a bachelors degree + years of work experience?
 
I'm doing the best I can man. This is my first step. I talked to the university, and they said that if I set up a payment plan and paid on it for six months, they'd let me back in. I need money to open the door. I also got kicked out of my apartment- well, my parents got me kicked out of my apartment because my roommate was a jackass- long story, but anyway, something with the lease and I have to pay it off because I broke it or some stupid shit, but same thing. They're gonna let me set up a payment plan. And I have to pay my grandparents back for bailing me out and legal fees for around $800. Right now I just need money. I get money and I can get this shit paid off, and I can get a new apartment and go back to school for something real- rather then art ed, since I'm a shitty teacher and art isn't a real career.

So... yeah. It's a start. And a start is what I really wanted. I'm gonna work on career- real career first, and not party it away like a dumbass like I did the first time. If people really want to be around me, then I'll have friends. If they don't, I won't. I'm not gonna go out of my way to be... I don't know what you call those people. I'm gonna concentrait and do it right this time.

I really want some fucking weed though. As soon as I get my debts paid off, I'm buying an oz. The only thing I'll allow myself to be treated to. And after that, I'm just going to pay my bills and save the rest. Learn to actually manage money. I'm scared of doing that, because every time I did it before, my mom would somehow get access to my bank account and drain it. I don't know how to prevent that. But I'm just never ever going to talk to her after I move and hope that works.

I don't have all the answers, but I have at least a loose plan...

It is a start and you should be proud that you are digging your way out. I wish you all the best. I was recently kicked to the ground too and scratched and am still scratching my way back out of the hole. But it can be done.

I would only add to keep you mom's name off of any bank account you start and not let her know anything about it.

Again hang in there and best wishes! :kiss:
 
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