There is this man, strange indeed, with whom that I work with.
He sits at the reception desk, every time I come in and out he is there. Always on the phone. You see, that is his job, aside of being the receptionist, is to be on the phone, cold calling people. He is quite extraordinary on it.
Every day he comes in an cleans his work area with an antimicrobial gel, pulls out of his bag his mouse, his head set and other equipment a telemarketer might need and starts dialing the phone.
Mr. telemarketing makes dozens of calls a day, he claims to do thousands of calls a day, but we all know better, but some times I think he may be close to a thousand.
He does call after call, always the same way, the same voice tone, the same sentences. No variations, like a machine.
Like a machine indeed, he will sometimes turn his face to you, smile and give you a robotic greeting, always the same in the same tone. No variations.
He is very good at it. The very best they tell me.
Go figure.
1 comment:
What a job!
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