Autistic. But close enough.
I sold monthly shareware subscriptions on CDs, Highlander TV show video sets and trenchcoats, animal videos, long distance, gay men’s clothing, bedding sets, golf clubs, did tech support from the days of the Nokia through birth of the BlackBerry, iPhone, Android etc, saw the death of the Windows phones and even spent time at a defense contractor. I’m one of the most overqualified Helpdesk/CS/TS call center people ever.
Twenty years… Ghastly and chilling. I spent just a short stint in online and phone sales at a motorcycle parts manufacturer, ten years ago. I got calls back then that I’m still annoyed about.
I feel certain that the precious store of good will towards humanity I ever had would now be deep in the red had I stayed. Not that boat insurance has been great for my mental health, but at least I get to hear fisherman’s tales without the bother of buying them beer. I turn the inherent risk of crabbing into box wine, and if it involves calling dumbass hospital billers sometimes, so be it.
I left the building each day and left it behind me. One time my roommate worked at the same call center. I was so good about leaving work behind that I forgot to tell her about a bomb threat we had had 2 months before that wasn’t on her shift.
As a two decade veteran of call centers I have had this happen to me.
You worked a call centre for twenty godforsaken years? What are you? Are you a golem?
Autistic. But close enough. I sold monthly shareware subscriptions on CDs, Highlander TV show video sets and trenchcoats, animal videos, long distance, gay men’s clothing, bedding sets, golf clubs, did tech support from the days of the Nokia through birth of the BlackBerry, iPhone, Android etc, saw the death of the Windows phones and even spent time at a defense contractor. I’m one of the most overqualified Helpdesk/CS/TS call center people ever.
Twenty years… Ghastly and chilling. I spent just a short stint in online and phone sales at a motorcycle parts manufacturer, ten years ago. I got calls back then that I’m still annoyed about.
I feel certain that the precious store of good will towards humanity I ever had would now be deep in the red had I stayed. Not that boat insurance has been great for my mental health, but at least I get to hear fisherman’s tales without the bother of buying them beer. I turn the inherent risk of crabbing into box wine, and if it involves calling dumbass hospital billers sometimes, so be it.
I left the building each day and left it behind me. One time my roommate worked at the same call center. I was so good about leaving work behind that I forgot to tell her about a bomb threat we had had 2 months before that wasn’t on her shift.
Goddamn. I wish I was either more autistic or less, I just mildly suffer all the time.
“You go to war with the autism you have, not the autism you want.” – Not Donald Rumsfeld
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