help
turns out I was wrong about the job being maybe-ok: it's not. It's officially The Job From Hell. Oh man...those phone calls are so relentless.
My first day (yesterday) I didn't sell anything - maybe I'm getting the bad leads.
However, my body helpfully decided to get me out of there by developing a cold and throughout yesterday afternoon, my voice got croakier...and croakier...I was downing lemsip and pleading with my team leader to give me something to do other than phone people - "isn't there any filing to do, or anything? I really can't speak! it hurts!" - apparently there's not.
So today I woke up and I can barely speak. I'm going to go in to the office in a minute anyway, to show my face and let them know that I'm genuinely ill and not just hungover or something.
And then I guess I'd better spend the day hoarsely looking for a better job.


1 Comments:
oh excellent, thanks for that! I've got lots of lemsip and throat sweets and tomorrow (monday) I REALLY have to get through a day on the phones...eek.
xx
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