» Sacked

Not so much sacked... it was kind of mutual.
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Vacation from Uni, many moons ago, went back home to Sheffield. Needed money. Only job available involved pissing people off by ringing them up and reading a banal, not to mention retarded, script. Yes, I'm talking about selling double glazing.

Well, 3 day "training" period. Last day of same. The spiel went as follows:

Me: I'm not trying to sell you anything... Staybrite windows... super-dooper offer...

Her: My husband died a week ago, I don't want this right now.

Me: I'm very sorry to hear that, I'm really sorry to have bothered you, etc. etc.

*Hang Up*

The pimple of a supervisor overheard this and informed me the correct response was "I'm sorry to hear that, can I ring you back in a couple of weeks?".

Fast forward an hour, to the manager asking me when I would like to work the following week. The resulting verbal exchange unsurprisingly led to my departure.

I then skipped happily out of the sub-basement they had us consigned to, into the bright summer sun. I'm hardly moralistic, but I felt pretty righteous!

*POP* goes my first post cherry. You always remember your first time... perhaps my next post may be better!

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(Thu 23rd Feb 2006, 17:36, More)