I work as a telemarketer. You should be on the other end of this telephone. Sometimes the people I call are buisy, frustrated and want to take their miserable life and personal problems out on me.
Tough nuts to dumbasses. Often of the people I call are petrified that I am gonna "sell" them something. These gutless wonders can't possibly say no and are afraid to say yes. Yet they watch TV and buy all the bull*** that is served on that box 24 hours each day.
One lady I called the other day started a screaming tirade and told me she was gonna ... all I did was push my disconnect button and go on to the next call. Stupid abusive b***. Go ahead, give yourself a heart attack and die. Man, I just love screamers. I'm still chuckling.
I have called women who could not afford to eat but could, evidently, afford to make babies and had several of them with different"boyfriends". When called, one "boyfriend" started to have a raging abusive fit. Tough on him. As if he had any n*ts I hope they fall off and soon.
As for education. Some of you zeros should know that I have two high demand degrees and hate factory work, demanding bosses, and jackass owners. Telemarketing pays well, allows me my own hours and also allows me to set my own pay.