My mother worked as a telemarketer for a few years. I worked as a telemarketer for a few months.
She called up housewives. I called up anyone who has a credit card.
The housewives are nice because my mom is quite a nice lady. She’s soft spoken and gentle. As harmless as a fly.
The housewives I call are NOT nice probably because they probably didn’t like young girls calling up their homes!!!
Here’s a sample conversation:
“Hello…my name is Kitty Mao. I am calling you to tell you about…”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Kitty Mao…”
“How did you get my number?”
“Your friend suggested that we called you…” (A BIG FAT LIE WE ARE TAUGHT TO SAY)
“Friend? Which friend?”
“I don’t have time to talk to you. I am very busy. Which company are you from? I want to talk to your boss…”
“It’s okay, ma’am. I understand that you are busy. Can I call you back another time? It’s a really good package – even my mother would buy it… Really.”
“Really? Okay, call me back tomorrow.”
“Thank you, ma’am. Have a nice day.”
Now, you understand why I only lasted a few months as a telemarketer hahaha.
Now that I am the busy housewife, I DISLIKE telemarketers with a vengeance because they are calling me up when I am about to put the kids down for a nap or I’m on my way to the toilet.
In China, I believe that they sell your personal details to any and every company that would buy it because I have been getting calls from eager, young boys and sweet voiced young girls (shivers).
If I could, I would buy a n answering machine – they can sweet talk the gadget