Thursday, March 6, 2008

Pissed as Hell

Why is that people can't have enough balls to stick a job out? We've already lost three Phonathon callers, all freshmen. One because she had family problems, and two because it "just wasn't their thing". We have only been calling for a week. How the HELL do you know if it's not your thing? I know it's a little tough at first. But really, it's calling people and talking to them. How hard is that? Yes you do have to ask them for money, but the money goes towards really good important things, like scholarships, which one of our quitters is ON! HELLO?! where do you think that money comes from? A money tree we keep in the basement? Give me a flipping break. If you can't face talking to strangers, how are you EVER going to get a real job, or even expand your horizens? You're not. You're going to sit there on your little freshman hiny and suck your thumb and wait for mommy and daddy to come pick you up and pay for all your expenses. I hate freshmen. They really kind of piss me off. We weren't that babyish were we? God I hope not. It's still very fresh, this anger inside of me. And my officemates are not here to make me unmad. So I will fester until I feel the need to explode, or until it fades.

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