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I suppose I should state, at some point, that I got a job fundraising over the phone for a company called Auria Communications. It's schlocko telemarketer work, but I never have to call people to sell things and we only call people who've donated before, so I don't have any crushing soul burden to bear. In fact, most people are downright nice. Especially those from San Diego. It turns out that dwelling in paradise makes one A) Pleasant and B) Willing. I must've helped PBS pay for a lot of replacement Big Bird suits by now.
Also, I only call after 4pm, which is a godsend. Mostly because I'm noctournal, but also because it allows me to avoid the morning folks, the Pitney Bows group. There is something in the artifacts they leave around the office, the gradeschool coloring contests and the bingo cards that speaks for desperate minds grasping at thinning straws. These are "case of the mondays" people. Theirs must be a delicate ecosystem indeed, in which any slight change could bring about a Jurrasic Park-style dervish of blood and carnage.
In the evening, meanwhile, most of the employees are high as kites and hard to rile.
I chose wisely.
Also, I only call after 4pm, which is a godsend. Mostly because I'm noctournal, but also because it allows me to avoid the morning folks, the Pitney Bows group. There is something in the artifacts they leave around the office, the gradeschool coloring contests and the bingo cards that speaks for desperate minds grasping at thinning straws. These are "case of the mondays" people. Theirs must be a delicate ecosystem indeed, in which any slight change could bring about a Jurrasic Park-style dervish of blood and carnage.
In the evening, meanwhile, most of the employees are high as kites and hard to rile.
I chose wisely.