Wednesday, November 30, 2005

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:

Blogger Mary Jane said...

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

8:30 PM  

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