My turn to talk endlessly about myself in seeking cartharsis - by Volitions Advocate
faetal on 26/7/2013 at 12:19
Quote Posted by Vivian
It was shit. I was just sat in a car for an entire day with this dipshit smoking king-sized rollies (I finally found out who buys kingsize rizla for legit purposes: dickheads) and having great conversations like 'Well, why aren't eagles evolving right now then?'. As far as I can work out we visited various housewifes he was fucking, because he made me stay in the goddamn van while he wandered off with a box of lobster or frozen monkfish or some crap for like half an hour. He said he was 'showing me the ropes' but I wasn't actually allowed to sell anyone a lobster because that would be me stealing his customers. He was planning to give me a van, make me buy a vanload of lobster off him (at near cost or something), and then travel round the england trying to sell it to random people. I said uh, no.
That's an amazing anecdote :D
henke on 26/7/2013 at 16:06
Seconded. Laughing my ass off at Viv's story.
Volitions Advocate on 26/7/2013 at 18:19
Chade,
Thanks for the critique, it's helpful.
Fact is though, I am not a programmer, and I am not applying for programming jobs, I don't have the skills. I can write functions in C++ and that's about as far as I go. I could certainly see your disappointment had you been somebody looking for my programming credentials, if I had claimed to have them, when you searched my website.
It's a continual work in progress anyway. And I'm my own web developer (something else I'm not trained in) so it takes me a lot of trial and error to figure out the best layout and information, I'll certainly take what you've said and work on it though.
re: Vivian
Once I took a job (right out of high school) with a marketing business. Or so they called themselves. I show up on my orientation day and the office manager talks to me for an hour about advertising and market awareness, dropping big names like AT&T and Wal-Mart. He says they pay companies like his to make person to person sales, and that its important because every time you talk to somebody about the product, its advertising. He goes on and on about this making it sound like he has a contract with Telus or something. Then he takes me to the warehouse to meet my fellow employees, and it turns out he has a warehouse full of junk that i'm supposed to consign out and sell for him. To anybody I can. So I take off on my first day of work (a 3 hours drive away for which I'm supposed to pitch in for gas) selling calculators and steak knives. Except I"M not selling them, i'm being trained. and of course all the stuff i'm trying to sell was consigned by my trainer, so he's getting all the money from my sales and hands me 50 bucks at the end of the day. The job was literally to accost as many people as I could on the street, or in a mall, or wherever I could, in order to sell this crap. I didn't make it to my second day of training.
As it turns out, pretty much everyone working for him had some sort of criminal record, they worked for him because he paid cash at the end of the day and he didn't care about their history so long as they sold his shit.
Nicker on 27/7/2013 at 01:37
Quote Posted by henke
Seconded. Laughing my ass off at Viv's story.
If you kids don't settle down right now I swear I am going to turn this catharsis around!
