(yes the title of this post is from the very good book with that title. too lazy to link it).
I wasn’t going to blog today but this frustration has me in tears. It is not just the phones. It is the way my (our) situation is being handled. I’m sick of social beings and their inability to understand. They have no desire. They make really ignorant assumptions like, “it is about exposure”.
JNx did sales in person so doing it on the phone is nothing to her. She thinks that is our problem. Um, hello a person with social anxiety would not take a job that involves talking to people…much less SALES face to face! I would be homeless because even trying is a waste of time. (Thanks call center experience for ruining any hopes I ever had of taking any kind of call center job if absolutely necessary. I would never apply for a sales job. Should I do it to get my self esteem even lower?)
They don’t get it. They don’t care. They don’t have to. I wish I had there life. Sure they have funerals, weddings, and bar mitzvahs to attend…We don’t have that. Need something done? Call a friend. I have to pay for it and if it can’t be easily brought, I do without. I think it would hurt less if they didn’t make the ignorant comments. Plus they completely take their social skills for granted…as if they worked for it. Very few had to work on it.
I want to die. I don’t have the courage to do it. I sat at work like dead weight for an hour because I was so frustrated. I can’t take this much longer.
I will be on the phone tomorrow for a short time. IT WILL BE BETTER…as long as I don’t get a caller like caller #3 (see last entry).