I live at Directv. When I say live, I mean I wake up, drive two minutes, park, and enter the place of cruel and unusual punishment. Some of you may think I am being overly dramatic, but I am not. Imagine if you will, a land in which grown adults will throw a child's tantrum over something as simple as a $5.00 billing error. A place where it is ok to demand instant gratification and then when it is not provided because it is humanly impossible to provide, call someone young enough to be their daughter foul names and hang up on them.
Right now at work we are incredibly busy. It seems everyone is calling in to complain about something or cancel their services. Of course, it is my job to convince them to stay. On top of work being crazy busy, they have implemented mandatory overtime. While the money is good, burn out is becoming a quick reality. This week I have one day off. After Saturday it will be another 14 days before I see the light of day. I got to work in the dark and come home in the dark. I am thankful for work, but there does come a point when enough is enough!
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