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» Call Centres
I messed up
A job on the phones really is at the bottom of the working world. I can't think of anything worse than being on the phone to largely twattish people all day, and especially if it's in a proper sweathouse of a call-centre.
I worked for a fleet company and would field useless and child-like questions about cars day in and day out. One day I took a call from an obnoxious shithead - he riled me up from the get-go. If there's one thing I hate when on the phones, it's people treating you like you're stupid. That and being rude. This guy was both. He wanted to speak to someone else in the company, so I went to transfer him. After putting him on hold to transfer the call I vented my frustration by whispering into the handset 'you fucking rude bastard'. I put him through and went on with my day.
About an hour later my boss pulls me into a meeting room and plays me the call. I have by now totally forgotten about this call, as me abusing customers that were on hold was a pretty regular occurrence. So I'm not prepared in the slightest for what I hear:
'Hold on sir, I'll just put you through to him now... [3 second pause, then in a very distinct and clear whisper].... you fucking rude bastard.'
I didn't get fired. Part of me wishes I had.
(Fri 4th Sep 2009, 0:48, More)
I messed up
A job on the phones really is at the bottom of the working world. I can't think of anything worse than being on the phone to largely twattish people all day, and especially if it's in a proper sweathouse of a call-centre.
I worked for a fleet company and would field useless and child-like questions about cars day in and day out. One day I took a call from an obnoxious shithead - he riled me up from the get-go. If there's one thing I hate when on the phones, it's people treating you like you're stupid. That and being rude. This guy was both. He wanted to speak to someone else in the company, so I went to transfer him. After putting him on hold to transfer the call I vented my frustration by whispering into the handset 'you fucking rude bastard'. I put him through and went on with my day.
About an hour later my boss pulls me into a meeting room and plays me the call. I have by now totally forgotten about this call, as me abusing customers that were on hold was a pretty regular occurrence. So I'm not prepared in the slightest for what I hear:
'Hold on sir, I'll just put you through to him now... [3 second pause, then in a very distinct and clear whisper].... you fucking rude bastard.'
I didn't get fired. Part of me wishes I had.
(Fri 4th Sep 2009, 0:48, More)
» The Weird Kid In Class
erm
There was a guy at my school who liked to be called the general. We went to a naval secondary school, and at night he'd put on his lid (navy speak for your posh uniform hat), push the house cripple on his bed and repeatedly fully-clothed hump him, usually climbing off the rotund raspberry with a raging boner clearly visible through his trousers. He was also incredibly violent and strong, so complaining about his latent homosexuality and rage issues usually resulted in a proper shoeing.
There was also an older guy at the same school whose name was Dougal. Apparently Dougal (who was a little odd-looking to say the least) approached a girl at the school disco and asked her to dance. She totally rebuffed him, only for him to shuffle off into the corner of the dark room, hide amongst the girl's coats and fucking knock one out.
It makes me laugh thinking about it to this day.
(Tue 23rd Jan 2007, 0:10, More)
erm
There was a guy at my school who liked to be called the general. We went to a naval secondary school, and at night he'd put on his lid (navy speak for your posh uniform hat), push the house cripple on his bed and repeatedly fully-clothed hump him, usually climbing off the rotund raspberry with a raging boner clearly visible through his trousers. He was also incredibly violent and strong, so complaining about his latent homosexuality and rage issues usually resulted in a proper shoeing.
There was also an older guy at the same school whose name was Dougal. Apparently Dougal (who was a little odd-looking to say the least) approached a girl at the school disco and asked her to dance. She totally rebuffed him, only for him to shuffle off into the corner of the dark room, hide amongst the girl's coats and fucking knock one out.
It makes me laugh thinking about it to this day.
(Tue 23rd Jan 2007, 0:10, More)
» Debt pron
to those
posting how scary it is when they get debt letters from the agencies - is it really? I mean all their letters are fucking guff. I've had so many 'if we don't get the money in 48 hours you will go to court' letters, and then they do fuck all for 3 months and send you another one.
For those of you in debt and paying back a lot each month, DEFAULT! it's fucking easy and simple. I owe around 7k over 4 cards and i pay back (sometimes) 40 quid a month tops. When they ask you for money say you have none, or you're out of work. It is in their interest to take WHATEVER you can offer them. So say you can afford a tenner a month.
And to those people posting 'ooh once my mum lent me a hundred quid for uni and i haven't paid it back yet' - get real.
(Mon 27th Nov 2006, 19:52, More)
to those
posting how scary it is when they get debt letters from the agencies - is it really? I mean all their letters are fucking guff. I've had so many 'if we don't get the money in 48 hours you will go to court' letters, and then they do fuck all for 3 months and send you another one.
For those of you in debt and paying back a lot each month, DEFAULT! it's fucking easy and simple. I owe around 7k over 4 cards and i pay back (sometimes) 40 quid a month tops. When they ask you for money say you have none, or you're out of work. It is in their interest to take WHATEVER you can offer them. So say you can afford a tenner a month.
And to those people posting 'ooh once my mum lent me a hundred quid for uni and i haven't paid it back yet' - get real.
(Mon 27th Nov 2006, 19:52, More)
» Debt pron
well well
I can't be bothered to worry about credit card debt. Got about 8k on the cards but I've defaulted and pay 30quid a month. got a 9 odd grand student loan and have probably paid about 30 quid in two years. When the debt agencies send me letters saying I owe them I just ignore them, send some more ten quid cheques off and just deal with it. There are much worse things in life to worry about. Luckily i live with my parents so don't have rent to pay (yet).
So I say go to Uni and have a great time. Spend money, enjoy yourself but don't get crazy stupid. Go to a good uni where degrees mean something.I did fuck all work for three years, went out eating, drinking, smoking and certainly indulged in a fair bit of breakfast with Pablo if you know what i mean. All my money was spent on those things. Just do it and enjoy it. I got in a lot of trouble at Cambridge but had a fucking great time. If only I could remember some of it.
Biggest expenses for students? If you like living, then beer, drugs and fags will cost you dearly. but do it, because I guarantee once you get out you'll regret not having a great time whilst you could have. and claim your bank charges back!
(Fri 24th Nov 2006, 18:58, More)
well well
I can't be bothered to worry about credit card debt. Got about 8k on the cards but I've defaulted and pay 30quid a month. got a 9 odd grand student loan and have probably paid about 30 quid in two years. When the debt agencies send me letters saying I owe them I just ignore them, send some more ten quid cheques off and just deal with it. There are much worse things in life to worry about. Luckily i live with my parents so don't have rent to pay (yet).
So I say go to Uni and have a great time. Spend money, enjoy yourself but don't get crazy stupid. Go to a good uni where degrees mean something.I did fuck all work for three years, went out eating, drinking, smoking and certainly indulged in a fair bit of breakfast with Pablo if you know what i mean. All my money was spent on those things. Just do it and enjoy it. I got in a lot of trouble at Cambridge but had a fucking great time. If only I could remember some of it.
Biggest expenses for students? If you like living, then beer, drugs and fags will cost you dearly. but do it, because I guarantee once you get out you'll regret not having a great time whilst you could have. and claim your bank charges back!
(Fri 24th Nov 2006, 18:58, More)