» I Quit!

i quit
I quit my job yesterday funny enough. I feel that when you decide to work in a call centre, it’s like a test of your nerve. Not only are they full of little managers, deputy managers,, deputy deputy managers, senior single ops managers, but what exactly is it that they do? It’s us on the frontline who actually know how to do our jobs and do it effectively, all these dick heads know what to do is walk around, no actually, slither around shouting sell sell sell in your ear while you are trying to speak with a customer.
Anyways, yesterday it all came to a halt! I stayed in my boyfriend’s house on Wednesday after a lovely meal with my friends, so I decided to spend some quality time with my squeeze. It was ok but I was conscious I had a job interview in the morning so I wanted a quick shag then sleep. We did the deed and I turned over and tried to sleep. He got up came back in and sat eating a packet of onion rings, the smell of them was making my stomach turn, but at the end of the day, his bed his apartment, give him the by ball. Then he started eating a cornetto and may I add this was 2.30 in the morning.
My nerves were starting to wear thin. He finally went to sleep and surprise surprise, the cum sleep effect wore off and I was lying there trying to sleep. I must have got to sleep at about 4.30am got woke up at 7 with my boyfriend wrapping himself round me poking me with his penis. That was it officially the start of a bad day.
I ended up cancelling my interview and went into work guns blazing. I erupted at the first person I seen because he was shouting at me for not explaining what a wireless modem is to a customer, so I freaked out, who the fuck doesn’t know what a wireless modem is?? Then I went through the day trying to sell the product to the customers (ignorant bastards) who were ringing me as its all inbound. I handled my objections, used the nicest tone possible and didn’t sell a fucking thing. It was awful. Plus the customer service line was down so I had about 45 calls with customers complaining that they cant get through, despite the recorded message telling them that the line was down and they should try again later or try tomorrow. Oh no they decide to torture the sales team who know nothing about customer service.
Then I had all these little fucking manager people asking me why I wasn’t selling on my calls, well I would if it was a sales call!!! oh god it was terrible.
Anyway 7 o’clock came and the calls were flying in. One customer just hit a nerve and I flipped, took my headset off, threw it at the monitor and grabbed the phone and flung it off my table. My exact words to the senior single server ops manger were, "there’s my fucking pass, there’s my fucking head set, get the fuck off bebo and you try to sell something, shove you’re job up your arse you no good fuckwit" and I stormed out of the building. Ill be surprised if I get a bonus. So there you go. I QUIT (in style). length 3 long months.
(Thu 22nd May 2008, 19:30, More)

» Tales of the Unexplained

hardon
I remember everytime driving home on the bus when I was about 18, when I came to a certain place on the road I used to get a hardon randomly for no real apparent reason. All the time at the exact same spot then I used to try and hide it when my stop came. Unexplainable and embarrassing.
(Sat 5th Jul 2008, 11:50, More)

» Pet Peeves

peeved
When people actually bother to check spellings of every single word on every single post. what the fuck is this? GCSE English? Its just pathetic

Also call centres! Fucks me right off
(Fri 2nd May 2008, 9:47, More)

» Pet Peeves

call centres
Anyone who has ever worked in a call centre to gain quick funds should know call centres are full of people who are completely full of their own self importance. Like those dickie floor walkers who actually believe they have some sort of super-powers. Also those managers who have dick sucked their way up to were they are today, who run around again full of their own self importance patronising people with the usual shitty quote 'sell sell sell', "I will fucking sell if I feel like it, now get out of my face you piece of shit, how many fucking GCSE's, A'Levels or Degrees have you got? huh? Ah none because u got kicked out of school when you were 16 and have been sucking dick ever since to get by." fucks me right of! (anyone got anything to say about grammar or spelling tell someone who cares)
(Fri 2nd May 2008, 14:45, More)

» Pet Peeves

bogs
Cubicles that aren’t completely sealed of. Pisses me of when you’re sitting on a bog having a crap and not only can you hear the farts and plops of everyone else, but people can also hear yours. which means you then have to either run out without washing your hands, or wait until the other person has left until you can leave to save yourself the embarrassment of the other person knowing you are shitting in public. Although they are as well but it still embarrasses the crap out of me.
(Fri 2nd May 2008, 11:51, More)