I went to my second day of training wanting to learn more about the job. My trainer is a young 20 something guy who is so ambitious it's quite unhealthy actually. The company runs on sheer greed. Today I hit a wall because they way he was explaining he wanted us to behave on the phone wasn't only disrespectful, it was illegal. There is controlling a conversation, and there is calling someone out of the blue and being a dick to them on the phone and then forcing them to agree to an appointment whether they want it or not. It's called slamming, and it's illegal to do to people. Of course for every appointment you make, you get commissions, but it's really not worth the headache. I don't have the brainspace to make 400 calls a day and maybe convert 10 or 15 of them. It's a bullshit way to spend a life. Regardless of how much money you make. I have never liked these sort of outgoing call centers that keep you on quotas or else they send you home or fire you. I knew I didn't want it, that I wouldn't like it but the desperation got the best of me and I hit my head again. My advisor at school calls me and tells me a major fashion company recruiter is coming to interview a bunch of people and how can I interview for a fashion job if I am working full time at this other place. I didn't want to miss out on a fashion job because of this place. The boiler room said we can't miss any days in our first 30 days or else we're terminated. So I was like SHIT! I went to my supervisor at work (the ambitious guy) and when I tried to tell him I wanted out he kept telling me no. He was trying to sell me like I was on the phones, but I was like NO....this isn't for me. I did the paperwork and I pick up my measly check on Tuesday. I am still waiting to hear from the company I really WANT to work for. Pins and needles.
I kicked it with my boy from school today after work. We went to in and out and ate and then to the park and chilled for hours and talked. It was good to chill with him. He's struggling like me, and living back with his mom at 36 with his 3 kids. It's driving him crazy. He can't have me just chilling at the house because it's her house. I don't envy that one bit. We're both at odds. But he drinks and gets high. He had the classic illustration how this shit robs you of your life. He went to his homies house to print out some stuff for an interview. They had to wait for some stuff to download. While they were waiting they decided to have beer. Then whiskey, alot of whiskey, then weed. He passed out at 4am, and missed his interview completely. He just lost his welding job too, and when his mom finds out she will lose it. She charges him rent and all for his bedroom. His kids are getting older and connecting the dots about his drug use which isn't a good thing. He knows, but getting clean is a whole other scenario.
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