worked at a call center for all of three days.
That was literally the longest that I could last, and I was up with guilt-ridden nightmares for both of the nights in between. The thing is, I wasn't working a sales gig (at least not in the traditional sense): I was a "talent scout" for an incredibly shady organization that sought to trick parents into purchasing "acting and modeling lessons" for their kids.
There was more to the pitch and the process, of course, but that was the general thrust of things. I'd call people up, enthusiastically recite a script, and then book them into "one of our last remaining slots." The kids and their parents would arrive on Saturday or Sunday, go through a fake audition (complete with fake casting agents), and then be instructed to call a given number on Monday morning.
That number, of course, would connect people right back to the call center. They'd be told that the "casting agent" had loved their child's audition, but that they - the kid - needed to get some additional training. The parents would then be suckered into paying thousands of dollars for six weekends' worth of completely worthless classes... with the caveat that their offspring would be summarily expelled if they missed even one session.
Unless, that is, they paid even more money to have their kids stay in the bogus class.
