Today wore me out. My old day job, which I didn’t care for, had end and I’ve been moved into training for a new job. It is just awful. Previously, I answered phones as a customer service rep, for a company who sells clothing. The customers were nice.
Now, I’ll be doing outbound telemarketing to people who have stopped buying stuff from the client. I’ll be bugging people to start buying again, even though they mostly left because they were annoyed by the company. I’ll spend all day being terribly unhappy. At the other job, I wasn’t. I didn’t care for the job, but I didn’t mind the work.
I’m too miserable today to do any writing or anything. I should probably write a chapter for something, or rant about G+, or create a bit of poetry about a lion, sea turtle, and a kitten, but I’m just not feeling it.
On the upside…can’t think of a thing…I’ve got nothing…sorry.