So I've recently discovered a new entry for my list of shit-jobs: calling people and asking for money. Now the people who trained me would tell you that I am not a tele-marketer. I am calling from the U, updating alumni information, and, of course, asking for a donation. Well guess what, I am a freaking telemarketer! Our shifts are supposed to go from 5:00 to 9:00 p.m. The computers dial automatically, and we are supposed to call until the computer automatically logs us out. Last time, I called all the way up until 8:59 before the computer logged me off. Then we have a talk before they let us leave. 8:59! Just let me go the freak home! Then tonight, same story. But guess what, 8:59 rolls around, the computer keeps dialing. No one answers. Dials next number. No one answers. Keep dialing. Oh, what do ya know? Someone answers! So here I am, 9:00 on the dot, and I'm in the middle of a conversation! Fun fun fun. As if I didn't already love that job enough, I get out fifteen minutes late because the stupid computer won't stop dialing. Man I hate technology sometimes.
