Cold calling
When I was about 15, a fair few people at my school had a job at a 'company' who labelled themselves a promotions company. Everyone said it was really easy money so I thought I'd give it a go.

At 15 I didn't realise a) what cold calling even was or b) it was illegal. So off I trotted and got myself a 'job' there. I should've realised when my first call ended with me being verbally abused (which is fair enough I guess, those calls are annoying) and being hung up on. Hey ho, I was only doing 3 hours a day during the holidays.

I got about halfway through the first week before realising that this was not a good job to be doing. Who the fuck wants a time share anyway?!? (I think it was time shares, I can't quite remember) I'd managed to sell one but I didn't get the bonus they promised on top of my basic. By this point I was thoroughly fed up and would've walked except that my mother was insistent that I stick it out. I say insistent, I mean positively Nazi-like. Then I came up with a plan.

And so for the next week I simply pretended to call people, blindly mashing the key pad and having pretend conversations. I thought they'd find me out but they didn't and at the end of that week I collected my very dodgy cash-in-hand wages and never went back.
( El Lazarus is calm now, Ish,, Thu 22 May 2008, 21:22, Reply)