My first trip to Europe required extra cash; I was in college and making meager wages working a 30/hour a week job. I had been planning the holiday for a year, before coming to the conclusion that I was going to have to get a second job. I was getting paid something that would be considered poverty stricken those days, but back then, it was enough to get me by. I got a second job at a telemarketing centre. There was a bit on Seinfeld during one episode where he answers the phone to a telemarketer and says "Oh I'm sorry I'm busy right now, can I take your number and call you back at home?" The telemarketer says, "No." Jerry says back to him, "Why you don't like to be bothered at home? Well neither do I." and promptly hangs up on them. Of all the jobs I have ever had, being a telemarketer for the duration of a full month was one of my least favorite stints I have ever had to do. I have worked as a waitress, a cashier, a corporate scum bag, a NYC insignificant pee on, but telemarketer takes the cake. Its one thing if you voluntarily want to take a survey, but when you are soliciting someone's opinion when it doesn't want to be solicited is disastrous. You feel so genuinely awful having to ask someone if they have the time to answer a few questions about something they most likely don't give two rats about in the first place, then you interrupt their sacred time with their families or their time away from work and in the sanctity of their own home to ask them if they would like to take a survey? With the advent of caller id, these jobs have opened a segue for the interested consumer to unleash their opinions exclusively for marketing purposes paving the future for Online Paid surveys. |
