One day me and my friend were walking and I complained to him about the advertisements that had suddenly appeared at my nearest ATM machine. These machines, in between taking your transaction, would play these really loud and annoying five second commercials for things like pokemon and mountain dew. So I'm bitching to him about how sucky it is that you can't even take money out of the bank without being hassled into trying to buy something. I complained that sooner or later people were going to just walk up to you on the street and start doing infomercials.
As luck would have, walking up to people and doing infomercials is the job I have now. My job is to go out into the aisles at a supermarket and talk to people and try to get them to open up new checking accounts at the bank I work at. I used to sell kitchen knives and hated it, not because I was bad at it (I was one of the top salesmen) but because I hated intruding on people like that. If someone wants to buy something they'll come in and buy it, why the hell do I have to sell it to them. So now I go to work everyday and think about that time that I was talking with my friend. Man fate has a really mean sense of humor.
As luck would have, walking up to people and doing infomercials is the job I have now. My job is to go out into the aisles at a supermarket and talk to people and try to get them to open up new checking accounts at the bank I work at. I used to sell kitchen knives and hated it, not because I was bad at it (I was one of the top salesmen) but because I hated intruding on people like that. If someone wants to buy something they'll come in and buy it, why the hell do I have to sell it to them. So now I go to work everyday and think about that time that I was talking with my friend. Man fate has a really mean sense of humor.
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fractal:
my boy is a telemarketer, and he says that every call he gets eats a part of his soul away.
casieispretty:
Awww shucks, you're too kind.