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# Carrying a fucking heavy basket around streets for 6 hours..
... well being an unemployed bum.. i rang up an advert in the paper

'Sales people wanted, No experience needed, school leavers welcome, imediate start!!! £125pw+commision!!!'

Soundeds good to a 17year old (well i was then) ... rang up... got the job in 5 mins and they came and picked me up the day after without even telling me what would happen.

Got in the mini bus and was told that we would drive to a location and go around and sell shitty over priced kitchen stuff at peoples doors... great fun. then things got even worse as the mini bus got over crowded with lazy pikey losers doing the same as me... when i say overcrowded i really mean it!... they could hardly shut the doors! it was a 15 seater... there must have been 40 people in it!

anyway, spent the next 6 hours somewhere in rochester knocking on peoples doors saying 'would you be interested in buying some high quality kitchen goods from my wonderful basket of goodies'... I managed to sell £50 woth of stuff tho... the 'pros' (the bums that had been doing it for years) managed to make upwards of £150... of which you got half back on commision. so i made £25 that day... I quit there and then when dropped off back at home at 1am...
(, Wed 12 Nov 2003, 17:27, archived)
# I did something like that once.
Advert in paper, no experience needed, got the job in 5 minutes sort of thing...the one thing I said I wouldn't do was cold selling and they promised it wasn't that. So next day I gets in a minibus with the others and a team leader (to show us how it was done), get dumped on an industrial estate in the middle of nowhere, to go around trudging around in the mud in my nice frock to cold sell discount coupon books to businesses (like, buy a book of coupons for $50 that is supposed to get you $200 worth of stuff).

I was so pissed off, I'm not sure I even lasted an hour. I threw a bit of a diva fit, saying they'd lied to me and wasted my time. I trudged off to a mechanic's (that we'd just tried to flog coupon books to) to ask directions to the nearest train station. Kindly folk took pity on me and gave me a lift.
(, Thu 13 Nov 2003, 7:38, archived)