Tsk, Tsk, Tsk
Y'all, don't ask me why, but when I was 16, I took a telemarketing position at Fred Astaire Dance Studio. The job entailed calling people at dinner time to tell them they had just won free ballroom dance lessons IF they could answer three simple questions about Fred Astaire. Well, out of the 100 people I would call a night, maybe 5 wouldn't hang up on me. Out of those 5, only 2 would actually entertain answering the questions. I was so happy they stayed on the phone with me, I would give them the free lessons no matter if they answered the questions correctly or not. I think I only stayed at that job for like 3 weeks, but it was by far the worst one I've ever had.
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