Feb 22, 2006 22:42
Sweet merciful shit.
No, honestly, this is some heinous fuckery most foul.
I've been fired from my position as a telemarketer and I'm just not sure I can keep on livi...
BAHAHHAHAAHAAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAAHHAHAAH
Sorry, Sorry, I kid, I kid.
I loathed that job.
I loathed every day I had to spend an hour and a half driving to call the most back-assward reaches of this nation AND NEVER SPEAK TO ANYONE THAT SPOKE ENGLISH.
If I never have to hear someone say "She-she-she-she no, no, no sorry, no, she-she-she-she-no she sorry-no click", It will be sooner than I can stand.
I loathed that I could outperform my entire workplace, and was faulted for it.
I loathed the ridiculous polar-tec fleece vests my boss wore daily.
So, I am now looking for work.
So I check Craigslist...
HOLY CRAP do not look at their "Casual Romance" section. It is like the personal ads version of Google-Search with safe-mode turned off.
I'm still weeping.
Hold me.