It has come to my attention that my telemarketing temp position is being extended (again) from its initial 1 week into a third additional full week. I’m very glad to have the regular work; before this I had been managing to get only one or two days of work a week.
Even so, it’s starting to wear on me. The job basically involves calling around 200 people a day and asking them if they’re considering attending a trade show being held later this year in Hong Kong. Most of these people have never heard of us before (I’m calling potential new buyers, all the regulars have already been called) and many are working in industries that have nothing to do with the trade show I am promoting. What’s more, the place for which I am calling does not have proper telemarketing equipment. No autodialer, not even a headset, so every call I make I have to look up the number in a spreadsheet, dial the 13 digits manually, hold the receiver to my ear, and, generally, say exactly the same thing I said in the last call, then hang up the receiver and record the results in the spreadsheet. Ideally, I’m doing this every two minutes.
Telemarketing is not a job I want to go on doing very much longer.
That said, I have made some interesting discoveries in my time as a telemarketer, and I thought I’d share some of them with you in no particular order.
- As 3:00 PM approaches, the likelyhood of actually reaching a contact listed as “Owner” declines to 0%.
- A surprising number of people feel that the most effective way to screen calls is to impersonate their own assistants. Sometimes they will say “I’ll go get him” and then wait a moment, then begin again by clearing their throats or something. Sometimes they simply admit half way through, “Well actually… this IS Linda…”
- I realized, after a week or so, that hold music became the highlight of my working experience. Some places have surprisingly good hold music and it’s a blissful break from endlessly talking-typing-dialing-talking-typing.
- Some places have talk radio playing as you hold, or a rock station gone to commercials. Invariably, just as I go on hold, they begin playing an ad or a news story about “Finding a better job now!”, “Hate your dead end job?”, or “Ten ways to find a great job in this economy!” They ALWAYS pick me up off of hold just as I’m sure I’m about to hear something life changing.
- There are no qualifications for being a “receptionist.” For instance, you do not need to know where Hong Kong is, or be able to spell “Trade Show.”
- People who do not need to attend Hong Kong electronics trade shows:
-Electric Fishing Reel Systems Inc.
-Barry’s Organic Farm
-Stoned guy with barking dogs in the background - America’s LEAST friendly business people are from Florida. I am not sure why this is. I began to dread Miami area codes.
- I’m nicer to businesses in Houston but they’re not always nice back.
- Some phone numbers are more interesting/easier to dial than others. After calling over two thousand phone numbers in the last two weeks, I can tell you that some numbers fall into indefinable patterns that make it easy to look at once and dial, and others are chaos, producing multiple misdials no matter how hard I focus while dialing. The former variety also produces a melodious series of tones when dialed; the latter, a cacophony. If you have a “bad” phone number, I already resent you before you pick up.
- Working at a Chinese business with an office in New York produces some interesting moments, like when some of the employees apparently went upstairs to do Tai Chi on the roof garden. I would have gone to give it a try but I couldn’t leave my desk.
- Also, when you’re calling a Chinese person from a Hong Kong company and you admit to them that you don’t speak Chinese, nor have you ever been to Hong Kong, they seem to get offended.
- This is the best practice at rejection I have ever received and I’m in a business founded on rejection.
- The list is evil, and assembled by an idiot. No matter how obviously unrelated, I can’t skip any listings. Also, it’s in alphabetical order by company name, so I spent the first week almost entirely on the A’s. I began dreaming of all the exciting places I could call in the B’s.
- With alphabetical listing you end up with some strange clusters of businesses. Usually it’s completely random, but then all of a sudden you’re calling “Baby Time” and “Baby Planet” and “BabyMax” for two hours. Or you hit the “Banco___” group, or the interminable “El ___” group, and are greeted in Spanish all afternoon.
- Women are way, WAY more hostile to telemarketers than men are. Why is this?
- I’ve been noticing LOTS of signs of the bad economy. Lots of disconnected numbers, lots of businesses that are shuttered except for a single person manning a “help desk.” People openly tell me “That person no longer works here; we’re in the middle of some layoffs and I don’t think we even HAVE someone who goes to trade shows anymore.”
- I HATE VOICEMAIL. I NEVER WANT TO LEAVE ANOTHER VOICEMAIL MESSAGE AGAIN AS LONG AS I LIVE.
- The boss here seems to know what a crummy job this is. Every time she asks me back, she prefaces it by saying “Are you ok? Are you hating it? ‘Cause it’s ok if you don’t want to come back.” This helps a little. I don’t want to come back, but I also really need the money, so I’ll keep at it for now!
Overall I’m glad I’m doing this; it keeps me busy and it’s much steadier work than I had been getting the three or so weeks previous. However, I’ve decided that next week (my third) may be my last, so that I can see if I can get any other temp work from another agency. If only I could get this much work over at Condé Nast!









