*winces* I can't be mean to telemarketers. I was a telemarketer for like 2 weeks. I woke up sobbing, I showered sobbing, I ate sobbing, I drove to work sobbing, I worked thinking about walking out of the building and into traffic(and mentally wrote suicide letters with the phone numbers of all the bastards who were cursing me out with the idea of mass spamming my suicide letter to everyone I knew), I drove home sobbing, I ate sobbing, I went to bed sobbing. Horrible, horrible, Horrible job. Worst 2 weeks of my life, before I got fired for sucking at the job and getting like no sales.
The UK outsources a great deal of its telemarketing to India, which for historic reasons has a tradition of speaking English. All the bad karma between the caller and the callee falls out of the cables at Iran Iraq Israel Afghanestan...(due to the piled up bricks, az eny fule kno)
The other thing to do is to say no but in full polite sentences, but only if they aren't in Mumbai: they are one step from starving there so I just say no thankyou and politely finish the call. Karma comes around soon enough...
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