In This Entry Ade Talks About Quitting His Job. And Call Centers.
I never blog about work. You see, the last thing I want to see on my desk on a Monday morning would be a printed screenshot of my blog with a pink post-it attached to it with the words “YOU ARE FUCKING FIRED” hastily scrawled on it by my boss who probably was suffering a heart attack while he was writing it.
But this time I guess it’s time to finally put off that one rule because I made a decision I was putting off doing for the longest time. Remember thing I wanted to have #1? Last February 6, I filed my letter of resignation. In case you didn’t know (or care), I spent the last year and nine months working for one of the call centers in Ortigas, doing rotating gigs in the night, reverse-mid, and morning shifts, and taking in calls like this:
Ade: Now, sir, if you just very kindly right click on the icon-
Idiot: You mean right click?
Ade: Yes.
Idiot: Ah. Right click?
Ade: Yes, sir.
Idiot: Okay. Right click?
Ade: Yeeeees.
Idiot: Right click?
Ade: Yes.
Idiot: Did you just say right click?
Ade: … yeah.
Idiot: Right click?
Ade: …
Idiot: …
Idiot: Left or right?
I actually have no regrets whatsoever working in the industry, and would actually recommend it to anyone willing to sell their soul to Lord Satan for night differential (just kidding boss I need my backpay ktnxbai). Read the rest of this entry »
