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When I'd moved down to Florida in January, 1994, one of the first jobs I'd landed was (in my opinion) the "vocation from Hell"... 'telemarketer'! It's tantamount to being a 'traveling salesperson', only instead of having a door shut in your face, you get a phone slammed in your ear!
The sequence of 'telemarketing' jobs began back in Sinking Spring, PA (prior to my move), when I'd worked for Olan Mills (photo studio), followed by a gig with Craftmatic Beds. The longest run I had was with The Original On-Hold Company (as they were making the transition from audiocassette to CD audio messages for all sorts of businesses). I can boast that I'd helped sell the one of their message systems to the only Mercedes-Benz dealership in the state of Hawaii (but I'm not TOO proud to boast about it).
At any rate, situations that occurred during my three 'telemarketing' stints became the basis for some of my comic gags in "Rowrbrazzle". This is one in a series of several such gags (more of which I hope to present in the near future)...
The sequence of 'telemarketing' jobs began back in Sinking Spring, PA (prior to my move), when I'd worked for Olan Mills (photo studio), followed by a gig with Craftmatic Beds. The longest run I had was with The Original On-Hold Company (as they were making the transition from audiocassette to CD audio messages for all sorts of businesses). I can boast that I'd helped sell the one of their message systems to the only Mercedes-Benz dealership in the state of Hawaii (but I'm not TOO proud to boast about it).
At any rate, situations that occurred during my three 'telemarketing' stints became the basis for some of my comic gags in "Rowrbrazzle". This is one in a series of several such gags (more of which I hope to present in the near future)...
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Wolf
Size 1100 x 337px
File Size 120 kB
Keep in mind, I didn't have all three jobs simultaneously. These three seperate gigs spanned a period of over three years. The only reason I'd kept them for so long was because everyone at each business thought I had an excellent speaking voice. (Although I really wanted to use that voice for a better line of work... like radio announcing.)
I've been propositioned by a radio station owner, but I don't like to talk. I'm certain I could get work in telemarketing/call center (I do need work right now) but then I'd have to slit my throat. I'm sure you have a fine voice, but I don't want to hear it selling me anything. Too bad the National Do-Not-Call list wasn't active back in the 90's.
Let's face it, Devicat... Telemarketers are one of the lowest forms of life. This is not based on my say-so, but on scientific research...
Going down the ladder, you have plankton, followed by telemarketers, then Hollywood agents, lawyers, and finally one-celled organisms.
Going down the ladder, you have plankton, followed by telemarketers, then Hollywood agents, lawyers, and finally one-celled organisms.
Politicians? Same level as lawyers, but it varies. For example, good guys, like Lincoln and JFK, would be somewhere above average human, while others, such as Mrs. Clinton are just above one-celled organisms, they would be below one-celled organisms, if the one-celled organisms didn't pity them so.
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