That's the trouble. I was trying to be enthusiastic. I just don't wear my heart on my sleeve. Maybe they're used to super-bubbly people, I don't know.
Anyway, I emailed the agency saying I'd rather we look for a job as a receptionist or something seeing as my motivation is definitely customer-service orientated. Got a reply back saying that office junior would suit me, we just have to try.
But I know I can get a receptionist job as that's what I do (sort of) at the moment!! Agencies... *sigh*
Anyway, I emailed the agency saying I'd rather we look for a job as a receptionist or something seeing as my motivation is definitely customer-service orientated. Got a reply back saying that office junior would suit me, we just have to try.
But I know I can get a receptionist job as that's what I do (sort of) at the moment!! Agencies... *sigh*
"If Christianity is just a church, it's useless!" -- Revd. Les Isaacs
Sorry they turned you down...
Offices are a Dime a Dozen though, just keep your chin up, you'll catch on somewhere I'm sure...
Offices are a Dime a Dozen though, just keep your chin up, you'll catch on somewhere I'm sure...
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Aint that the sad truth!barefunny wrote:Thankie kindly, will keep trying. I'm a people-orientated person and I suppose CPF wanted someone interested in making money and meeting targets, not making people happy.
So many people at my work that look like they had a personality bypass operation. Trouble when you get folks who can be hired stright out of a text book.
If I wanted to work with a brainless calculator, I would just buy one that fits on my pocket.
Oh well, good luck with future jobs... when you find someone worthy of you and your outgoing personality, you will get along like a house on fire!
-Cub. =o)
I thought about joining the funeral business. Dad was an undertaker for 15 years. I don't think you get many complaints either. I don't like selling products because you get complaints about other peoples' handiwork and it's like it's your fault. But with funeral arranging you're not selling a product... I suppose?
Bethany
Bethany
"If Christianity is just a church, it's useless!" -- Revd. Les Isaacs
Cold Calling is calling people who have no idea that you are going to call and have no idea why you are calling...
You have to try and stir up their interest before they get too fed up and hang up on you... You have to have patience and a cool, calm, collected attitude about it... Pretty much be one of those Sunny Disposition people...
It's not an easy job...
You have to try and stir up their interest before they get too fed up and hang up on you... You have to have patience and a cool, calm, collected attitude about it... Pretty much be one of those Sunny Disposition people...
It's not an easy job...
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I'm not a Fan of the Cold Calling Method either... Which is why you hear so much about Telemarketers on the news... People complaining about it so much...
Laws were put in here in the US, but they found Loop Holes and whatnot to get around those laws...
Laws were put in here in the US, but they found Loop Holes and whatnot to get around those laws...
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Yeah it should be banned here in the UK too. Our home number is on some system where they aren't allowed to random dial us or anything (they have to check with the telephone preference scheme or something for every number) but people still do!
"If Christianity is just a church, it's useless!" -- Revd. Les Isaacs
That's what I was talking about... Here it is called the "Don't Call List"... But they find Loop Holes in the Law so that they can call and not get in trouble for it... I'm sure the same things happens over there, they find Loop Holes so they call you...
What's really messed up, is I heard somewhere sometime ago that there was a company that was getting all the numbers off of the "Don't Call List" and calling all of those... Had people really pissed off over here...
What's really messed up, is I heard somewhere sometime ago that there was a company that was getting all the numbers off of the "Don't Call List" and calling all of those... Had people really pissed off over here...
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This was a few years back, when I was still unemployed. I had these people that gave me a bi-weekly allowance, so to speak. In turn, all I had to do was apply for jobs and go to job interviews. Suffice it to say I found my way into a Telemarketers' office.
"So..." says the guy. "This seems to've gone really well, I think. Now just one small question at the end here and we're done. It's strictly routine, I'm sure you understand, but we have to ask all the applicants this."
He pauses. I wait. I know what's coming.
"Is there, uhm... err... Is there any medical reasons, uhm... Why you can't take this job?"
I look out the window. Time passes. MORE time passes. By now he's a bit uncomfortable to say the least. Some more time passes, followed by a pretty large elephant that settles itself in the room.
I look the guy straight in the eyes and I said "No."
So for some weird reason, I didn't get the job EVERYBODY could easily get, because there were "Too many applicants." I'm just happy I didn't have to go to work every day to a job I hate getting hated on by people who hate my job more than me. For some reason I'm not such a glutton for punishment that I feel I need to seek out angry people to tell me negative things.
Some time later I found a better job than that, and was content for a while. I still feel like I dodged a bullet on that one though.
Also, the guy's face. Ahh, the look he had. Priceless I tells ya!
-Fred
"So..." says the guy. "This seems to've gone really well, I think. Now just one small question at the end here and we're done. It's strictly routine, I'm sure you understand, but we have to ask all the applicants this."
He pauses. I wait. I know what's coming.
"Is there, uhm... err... Is there any medical reasons, uhm... Why you can't take this job?"
I look out the window. Time passes. MORE time passes. By now he's a bit uncomfortable to say the least. Some more time passes, followed by a pretty large elephant that settles itself in the room.
I look the guy straight in the eyes and I said "No."
So for some weird reason, I didn't get the job EVERYBODY could easily get, because there were "Too many applicants." I'm just happy I didn't have to go to work every day to a job I hate getting hated on by people who hate my job more than me. For some reason I'm not such a glutton for punishment that I feel I need to seek out angry people to tell me negative things.
Some time later I found a better job than that, and was content for a while. I still feel like I dodged a bullet on that one though.
Also, the guy's face. Ahh, the look he had. Priceless I tells ya!
-Fred
Pirates, vampires, zombies, ninjas, ghouls, aliens, goblins, monsters, robots, sorcerers, undead, werewolves, demons, mutated dinosaur-cyborgs and those pesky phone salesmen! The shotgun is a one-size-fits-all solution!
Well, Thank you for that run down... lol
I've ever applied for Telemarketing... I hate them calling me, so I'm not going to become something I hate... I mess with them when they call...
Ring, Ring... Ring, Ring...
Me: Hello???
Them: Hello Sir, I've got---
Me: Heellllooo???
Them: Yes Sir, As I Was Sayin---
Me: Heylllooo??? *not quite screaming yet*
Them: Hello??? Sir, I Wanted To Off---
Me: HELLO!?!? *screaming now*
Them: *click*
Works every time...
Or you could use something a friend of mine and me do from time to time {friend to be known as Nick in the following script}... We were just chillin' before getting to work on some remodeling he was doing...
Ring, Ring... Ring, Ring...
Nick: Yeah???
Them: Hello Sir, Might I Have A Moment Of Your Time???
Nick: Sure, Can You Hold A Minute???
Them: Of Course...
Nick: *presses a button acting like he missed the mute*
Nick: HEY??? *just staring at me, I'm dumb founded* *he motions with is hands for me to respond, so I'm like*
Me: You Callin' Me???
Nick: Yeah, I Gotta Take This Call, But I Need To Know If You Got Rid Of The Body...
Me: Dude, You're Askin' Me This On The Phone???
Nick: I Got It On Mute, They Can't Hear Anything...
Me: Yeah I Dumped It Over In That Quarry, You Know The One Where Nobody Goes Anymore...
Nick: That's Not Cool... They Are Suppose To Be Developing That Land In A Few Months...
Me: You Gotta Me Kiddin' Me???
Nick: We Gotta Go Get It Tonight...
Me: But We Got That Other Hit Over In Jersey Later Tonight...
Meanwhile there is a lady on the phone freaking out, she can't talk straight, she is trying to get Co-workers attention, but she keeps stuttering... Finally some one else gets on the line... He starts talking to us, saying Hello trying to get our attention... She whispers to him...
Man: Hello, Sir???
Lady: *whispering* They Think The Phone Is On Mute, Just Listen To Them Tom...
Nick: Dammit, I Told You I Didn't Want To Do The Hit In Jersey...
Me: Well It's A Hundred Grand, I Couldn't Turn It Down... It'll Be A Push Over, You'll See...
Nick: It Better Be, If I Get Blood On My Shoes Again I Swear I'll Make The Guy Eat 'Em...
Man: You Do Realize We Aren't On Mute Sir, And This Conversation Is Being Recorded...
Nick: *chuckles* You Do Realize TOM, That I Don't Give A Damn And My Number Doesn't Register To My Address... Speaking Of Addresses, I Already Know Yours...
Man: *click*
We've don't this a few times... It's a great pick me up for any day...
I've ever applied for Telemarketing... I hate them calling me, so I'm not going to become something I hate... I mess with them when they call...
Ring, Ring... Ring, Ring...
Me: Hello???
Them: Hello Sir, I've got---
Me: Heellllooo???
Them: Yes Sir, As I Was Sayin---
Me: Heylllooo??? *not quite screaming yet*
Them: Hello??? Sir, I Wanted To Off---
Me: HELLO!?!? *screaming now*
Them: *click*
Works every time...
Or you could use something a friend of mine and me do from time to time {friend to be known as Nick in the following script}... We were just chillin' before getting to work on some remodeling he was doing...
Ring, Ring... Ring, Ring...
Nick: Yeah???
Them: Hello Sir, Might I Have A Moment Of Your Time???
Nick: Sure, Can You Hold A Minute???
Them: Of Course...
Nick: *presses a button acting like he missed the mute*
Nick: HEY??? *just staring at me, I'm dumb founded* *he motions with is hands for me to respond, so I'm like*
Me: You Callin' Me???
Nick: Yeah, I Gotta Take This Call, But I Need To Know If You Got Rid Of The Body...
Me: Dude, You're Askin' Me This On The Phone???
Nick: I Got It On Mute, They Can't Hear Anything...
Me: Yeah I Dumped It Over In That Quarry, You Know The One Where Nobody Goes Anymore...
Nick: That's Not Cool... They Are Suppose To Be Developing That Land In A Few Months...
Me: You Gotta Me Kiddin' Me???
Nick: We Gotta Go Get It Tonight...
Me: But We Got That Other Hit Over In Jersey Later Tonight...
Meanwhile there is a lady on the phone freaking out, she can't talk straight, she is trying to get Co-workers attention, but she keeps stuttering... Finally some one else gets on the line... He starts talking to us, saying Hello trying to get our attention... She whispers to him...
Man: Hello, Sir???
Lady: *whispering* They Think The Phone Is On Mute, Just Listen To Them Tom...
Nick: Dammit, I Told You I Didn't Want To Do The Hit In Jersey...
Me: Well It's A Hundred Grand, I Couldn't Turn It Down... It'll Be A Push Over, You'll See...
Nick: It Better Be, If I Get Blood On My Shoes Again I Swear I'll Make The Guy Eat 'Em...
Man: You Do Realize We Aren't On Mute Sir, And This Conversation Is Being Recorded...
Nick: *chuckles* You Do Realize TOM, That I Don't Give A Damn And My Number Doesn't Register To My Address... Speaking Of Addresses, I Already Know Yours...
Man: *click*
We've don't this a few times... It's a great pick me up for any day...
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