Sometimes a cheerful student looking for the cheapest offer. And sometimes it’s Sauron, bloodthirsty, wanting to eat you alive.
One call from a rude customer can spoil your whole day and kill your job satisfaction.
Back in 2015, we were being bombarded with questions about the legal age of consent.The first time I teared up on the London Tube, I was embarrassed.I’d just moved there from Chicago, where people pretty friendly, so I assumed that a kindly stranger would approach me and ask if I was okay.Young people were asking us which situations they could and couldn’t have sex in.We also saw an alarming rise in the number of people asking if they had been raped.
I had this bad luck aura which was directing all upset customers to my receiver, so almost every day was as entertaining as eternity in hell. People, you should really stop saying this to your agents.