Now I've done my degree, it's all down to me, to aspire to the top of a company
that employ hard workers with good communications, self-motivated and patient with good customer relations
I really cant wait to get my own phone station, and telephone the innocent to push my information
Good afternoon my names miss Give-a-fuck Smith, Im calling on behalf of long shore drift,
I'd in fact rather be throwing myself off a cliff, than establishing fake rapport with a stranger like a biff
and I know it will result in an eventual tiff between myself and the victim who I've been chatting with,
But for the rate of pay, and the varied hours per day, and the ability to find a way of getting trashed with no delay after the clock strikes nine, when the phoneroom knows it's time to hang up on the line, have a good stretch of
your spine and go home to the wine that is going to all be mine.
Miss Smith we'd like a word, I don't know if you've heard, but the targets that we are setting are only being met by a third
of the people we employ, and we dont like to annoy but your performance is rather coy.
Now, the phone is not a toy,
and we know we've already said it, but we need more direct debits from the customers you phone to inform them of our drone, in their own home, during their quality time alone.
So please pick up your pace, remember that its a race between everyone in this space, so start upping your contact rate or we'll set fire to your face.
Im so glad I went to uni and have got the skills that I need, to join the work opportunities that the UK offers me
At least I wont ever earn enough to pay back my loans, because it's ridiculous to practise living with a heart made of stone.
