Friday, April 25, 2008
A Typical call Center.. Or is it?
constituents of any workspace. But Zenith Staybrite broke all
the rules in that matter. It's a small call center in Brighton,
England. When I went there for an interview the first thing that
I noticed was Hip Hop music being played all over the place.
Thinking it was a break I proceeded for the interview. The real
shock came when I joined there. The music was not at breaks.
Its for the whole bloody shift. My managers, who by the way
are younger than me, are the ones who keeps the volume up.
Hmmm. Ok.. Put that aside. I was trained by a girl who was
soooooo hot that it became really difficult for me to do two
things. One, I cant keep my concentration on what she spoke
and two, I cant look only at her eyes. Hmm.. Ok.. No more
double menaing stuff. But do u know the most difficult part is?
No computers and no headphones. A phone and a form is all
we had to make sales. The best part though is, I made about
100 calls in a 3 hr shift not knowing what product am I
marketing. ha ha.. I can see the sheepish smile on ur face. But
yeah, that's how it was. Even though at the outset it looks cool,
I was burning which prompted me to call it a day in barely 2
weeks. Cant take that crap anymore.
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