Well, here's the deal... I moved to Birmingham to live with my girlfriend and I've been looking for a job for a while and honestly, it's absolutely dead up here in terms of work. Heed my advice, stay away.
It took me a month (Or four) but I finally found a job. Telesales. Fuck my life.
Now, the basic pay is £6.50p/h... And you get about a quid for a sale - Fair enough I thought. Hours? 37.5 a week, sounded like classic full time work.
HOW WRONG I WAS
10am till 8pm Mon-Thur
10am till 5pm Fri
10am till 4pm Sat
53 Hours a week. Unpaid breaks. Unpaid briefing. Unpaid 1 minute toilet breaks. So I only get paid for 37.5 hours (Plus a little overtime at £7p/h)
How long before I kill myself?
I'll get back to you when I'm out of training next week... All I do at the moment is sit around waiting for the trainers to finish photocopying
As of next Monday, I'll officially be a Telesales Harassment Engineer - Welcome to T.H.E Blog.
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