I work now. A lot. I remember when {brother} got a real job and I laughed when he would complain about how much he works. Now I have a droopy face and a sore jaw just like him. Just kidding. It isn't that bad. I really like where I work and I work with cool people too, holler!
Not only that, but the people that call in are pretty great too. One of the companies that I work for has a variety of peopel that call in with a variety of names. You better believe that I have spoken with Lashunka a few times. And don't get me started on how many Yolandas there are. Today Cezta's friend called in for her. I have never been told to have a blessed day more in my life and sometimes I get yelled at just because they are excited. I also get called honey, baby, girl and any other term of endearment possible. But, since talking to all these people, and people calling in for other companies. I realize how true it is that you choose whether you want to be happy. We all get mean people for tons of companies that, as far as I know, should not be mad at me. And then I get really nice people. It is all about perspective....huh Dad. Another thing, While I am thinking about it, is why I don't have feelings if I am not in the actual office. Some sort of phenomenom.
Another funny one is when I have old people call in with little hearing. I have had to spell out the word spell too many times because they think I am asking them what they sell. I figured you don't sell anything. I think the only people that could really appriciate some of these things are {sister} and {cousin}. I didn't ever think that I could handle someone yelling at me, until I worked here. Turns out, it is awesome. And I don't mean that in a they are so stupid. I have never realized how crazy people can be. Grown men screaming like a monkey and don't get me started on those crazy women.
But I do like my job.
