Saturday, October 16, 2004

The Toilet Paper Fiasco, Working An Annoying Phone Sales Job 20 Years Later..

Woke up at 4 a.m Wednesday morning and got a lot of work done before I had to leave for my horrible soon to be ex- pt job that I started Monday. (Thursday turned out to be my last day.) Just as I was ready to leave, I noticed there was no toilet paper on the premises. Throwing some newspaper in the john with a note to my boyfriend saying "Here. Use this til I buy some more TP." was not an option. So at 7 a.m. on a weekday morning, I set out to buy some toilet paper in Hollywood. WRONG!! The Korean market didn't open til 8 or 9, the Armenian market 8:30, the Arab market had no time posted, Rite-Aid opened at 8 a.m. and Sav-On and 7-11 were too dangerously located for me to maneuver. I finally got some at the bodega(Mexican market) at 8:15. Not only does L.A. close earlier than New York or Chicago, it opens later! But the weather's better and the people are cuter, so I'll stay...

Needless to say, I was late for my phone sales job. And that's what it was. It was a legitimate company selling a legitimate product to inbound callers, BUT if you sit at a cubicle and read a script into a headset while staring at a computer screen it's PHONE SALES. I hadn't worked in "phone sales" since Metarie, LA in '95 (was there a week or 2) and prior to that I'd sold "time-shares" in L.A. when I was a kid. But a desperate need for $$ drove me to it at my advanced age! When a caller said to me on my 5th or 6th call, "you know, I can barely hear you, but I definitely hear someone (a supervisor, not the CIA) listening in", I knew the 1 week mark, much less the 2 week mark, was out of sight. Temp agencies, here I come..