A Break From Hell
Saturday, April 19, 2008
All you do is to stare at the bloody monitor for the data, dial for the f***ing number, wait for the person to pick up your phone then transfer your call from different department to department until you get the answers such as I don't remember making the call, the department is too big I don't know who call, I'm busy and not interested or listen to the voice mail of the person. Then search for the next possible target and repeat this for everyday from 9am to 5.30pm. This is just the first week and I can't imagine how am I going to spend the next 8 weeks at the "hell". Seriously, I just hope that any car on the road will just knock me down while I'm crossing the road. Or a time machine would appear in front of me and let me move forward to the last week of the first stopover.
Told Shin yesterday that I'm not likely to be sick during this period of time but now I'm feeling my throat is hurting, just after 4 days of calling. Crap TEP! Don't ever let me know who's the one who came up with this f***ing idea of TEP and being a free labour and at the same time paying for the damn school fees yet you're the one earning the profit and my wages.
For those being attached to the Call Centre and as suay as me kana Corporate, all I can say is "Congratulation! All the best to you!". As for those who are not in the call centre, really count yourselves lucky. You don't have listen to those f***ing customers screaming, shouting, complaining on those small little tiny shit. Some are even worse, picking at you directly. Try listening to the same old "on hold" music for every call for at least 1-2 minutes each or maybe as long as 4 minutes and every tone of that music is a needle piercing through your ear drum, then maybe you can understand a tiny little bit of what we feel from every call.
6:34 PM
人因梦想而伟大

