Singlepoint
In the month between the contract finishing for my old job and getting my new job I did seven evenings at Singlepoint, a bunch of lying fuckbags who do some of the billing for Vodafone. Sailed through a week of training (and pointed out several inconsistencies and outright lies in the trainer's other-networks-are-shite spiel [One2One and O² weren't digital, EFR stands for Extended Frequency Range and is employed by the lesser networks to make up for the narrower bandwidth available for the voice and so on... no idea if this bloke was making it up or if it was official Vodafone™ misinformative propaganda]) then came back on Monday to my first evening of cold-calling misery.
I had suspected all along that I simply don't have the sick and unpleasant mindset to describe a shitty retention offer then say "so I'll just add that to your monthly bill, then?" and was correct. On the first evening I sold absolutely bugger all and was spending most of my time cutting off the calls after five seconds (as the person was obviously not going to answer), misdialling (entirely by accident) and dithering before ringing the next number. Anything to avoid having to demean myself and the poor bugger I was calling. The next evening I sold one package and was entirely unsurprised when the punchable little go-getting spunnock of a supervisor said that it would be best if I didn't come back.
Luckily I knew that I'd be starting my current* job by then so was not particularly fussed about the lack of job and was secretly ecstatic about not having to do any more evil telesales.

*well, starting my then-job with my current employer as I have since progressed and NO LONGER HAVE TO ANSWER THE BASTARD TELEPHONE TO PEOPLE. Except those that really need my help. Which is OK.
( wingpig wish I'd known about liquify eighteen years ago, Thu 23 Feb 2006, 17:01, Reply)