Cognitive Dissonance

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There are many things I’ve learned working at a call center…

But this one is crucial. No matter how cute you think your kids are screeching your answering machine greeting in a far from unison fashion (“HI IT’S THE SMITH-JONES FAMILY AND WE’RE OUT DOING FAMILY STUFF GIGGLE GIGGLE…!”), it only does one thing for me: I will become more determined to call you to take my goddamn survey thanks to the ear acid to which I’ve been subjected.

It’s not cute, it’s annoying, and if anyone’s looking for you for an important reason, they’re going to wonder if they’ve reached the banshee-crossed Children of the Corn instead of a potential employee or something. Would you let your darlings answer your cell phone? Your office phone? No?

Okay, then. Maybe I’m just cranky because of this cold, but this kidlet answering service shit is getting old fast.

Cheers,
Meg

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At work, calling people to take a public health survey on tobacco use, and this happens.

Cam: Wow, that was eerie.
Me: What?
Cam: So I just went through the whole intro and asked the guy if he’d take the survey. He said, “Yeah. I’m almost dead from tobacco use.” Then the phone went dead or he hung up.
Me: Maybe he died. Like, right there on the phone. Dead.
Cam: Yeah, but how do I code that?
Me: Can’t do it if you’re dead… so final refusal?

I’m going to hell for that.

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So this made me chuckle…

I work at a call center and we’re currently conducting public health surveys. I called a retired gentlemen who was initially reluctant to hang on the line and answer my questions. And then this happened:

Old guy: “Wait, where are you calling from? You sound American!”

Me: “Yes, sir, I am. I’m calling from Wyoming.”

Old guy: "You swear?”

Me: “Yes, sir.”

Old guy: “Aw hell. I bet you’re making minimum wage too. Y’all ain’t union in Wyoming. So they just work you… and I bet you get nasty sons of bitches all day for it.”

Me: “Yes, sir”

Old guy: “Shit. I’ll answer your questions But only because you asked so nice and y’all are getting a raw deal. At least it’ll keep one job here in America.”

Me: “Thank you, sir.”

He also told me stories about “goddamn Reagan” ruining unions, and said, “Now I’m a Republican, but a pro-union Republican. The boss ain’t gonna give you a day off and a raise out of the goodness of his heart, you see?”

I agreed. That whole conversation made my day. So to the retired steelworker I spoke with this afternoon, enjoy your beer and have one for me.

Cheers,

Meg

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In some quarters, however, the American work ethic is waning. Some people devote themselves to find ways not to work. Some seem to take a perverse kind of pride in being slipshod or lackadaisical. In many cases, where our work culture has deteriorated, shortsighted government policies share a good part of the blame.

Welfare without work erodes the spirit and the sense of self-worth of the recipient. And it conditions the children of nonworking parents to an indolent and unproductive life. Hardworking parents raise hardworking kids; we should recognize that the opposite is also true. The influence of the work habits of our parents and other adults around us as we grow up has lasting impact.

Mitt Romney, in his autobiography No Apology: The Case For American Greatness.

Oh, now I get it — only moms of means are worthy of praise. Moms who accept public assistance produce indolent kids who lead unproductive lives.

Yeah, I don’t have kids, but I feel pretty good in saying Romney and his faux “mommy war” outrage can kiss off. I love being lectured by a rich guy about welfare in general. It’s not like I actually want a living wage or anything…

(h/t to ThinkProgress)

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Black Friday Worker on the All-Night Shift Drives Into Canal

Besides striving to stay awake on their drives home, what else did retail employees do to cope with the Black Friday experience?

  • Boise, Idaho Best Buy employee Daniel Wood stayed awake for 24 hours straight (just like a doctor, minus the wages!) so he could celebrate his holiday and then run off to work. He stayed alert at work by drinking four energy drinks during his 12-hour shift.
  • Wood’s coworker Riley Zahm, who hadn’t slept “in three days,” drank two cups of black coffee and sang Soft Cell and Clash songs. That’s what we did during our entire freshman year in college, so maybe his ordeal wasn’t so bad.
  • Workers at a North Carolina Best Buy subsisted on free food and drinks donated by the store.
  • On Twitter, @TravyBoyy says he “still smell[s] like [he] took a swim in a pool of Fierce” after working Abercrombie & Fitch and taking five showers.
  • People worked insane shifts: 28 hours, 28 hours again, covered the 3:15 AM to 9:55 PM shift, worked 17 hours then got called in for more. Sounds awful.
  • Massachusetts workers enjoyed the protection of the state’s blue laws, which prohibited their employers from making them come in to work at 11 PM on Thanksgiving Day. Those workers got to eat pie for a whole extra hour or hour-and-a-half before starting their shifts at 12:30 AM or 1 AM. No, it’s not much of a respite, but it’s the principle of the thing.

So, can we get over the Black Friday thing? How come there’s no family values groups decrying the war on Thanksgiving, where people are forced to give up time with their families to worship at the altar of consumerism?

Oh, wait… Answered my own question there… Altar of capitalism + no Jesus = totally cool, right? WWJT (Who Would Jesus Trample?)

This highlights the exploitation of retail workers as well. Tell the boss no and sacrifice your job - especially when temp labor is plentiful and cheap. Ignore your family to sleep for work, and be the one that ruined Thanksgiving this year. So you drink several Red Bulls and hope you don’t fall asleep on the drive home. There is power in a union, folks. 

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