forgot to clock in this morning at 7:05 when i got in today. had to wait until after 7:15 meeting was over to do so. according to the time clock i was late twice these week so far when actually i wasn’t. fuck.

just had a manager say, “you’re getting paid to outsmart nitwits” in the 7:15 training meeting. kill me.

my headset’s not working. my phone dialer’s not working. my computer is frozen. just got yelled at and called names by a manager for all three. what an amazing and enlightened man he is.

too frustrated and busy dodging insults from my supervisor to take many notes today.

fortunately twitter is quicker and easier to do in a clandestine fashion. here are today’s tweets:

Today started off with Radiohead’s “Karma Police” playing in the background during our daily How To Screw People Over training meeting. Ha.

Just got shit on and called names by a floor manager for not speaking loudly enough for my defective headset to be audible for callers.

There’s nothing like getting bullied and bossed around by fetal alcohol syndrome alpha males at 7:53 in the morning.

No one here understands how sad/wrong/ironic telemarketing to Rage Against The Machine is. Man, is this f*cking depressing.

I’ve lost 2 clients so far because of this shitty headset so far. Actually don’t feel too bad about it. Glad they avoided this bullshit.

BTW, I now totally understand those middle aged dudes who show up shirtless, crying & wielding samurai swords at supermarkets. Life is hard.

Haha. The elderly people I’m trying to swindle can’t hear me on this crap phone. Jesus works for ATT & truly protects us all. #jesusprotects

Just got told that I was looking for a reason to fail by douche at my work. No shit, I got up at 6 and came here this morning didn’t I.

Just had to explain how great the 90s were to our 19 yr old receptionist. “They were like the 60s but on rollerblades.”

The poor receptionist is like my black box at work. I tell her all the horrible things I that I mutter about co-workers under my breath

However, I don’t call her “My Black Box” out loud because she’s African American and that would be weird.

Planning to capture a wild badger, feed it a ton of mescaline and then staple it to my floor manager’s dick. #bigweekendplans

Now that my phone is working I realize that making these sales calls is just as depressing as getting cussed out for not making them. Ugh.

Done telemarkedouching for the day. Now at Pick Up Stix scarfing down Orange Chicken with a side of regret. AND 25 CENT WONTONS!!!