Message to Teleperformance Employees
by Anon Mouse
Day after day here you are, hello again, coming in and logging in and then pretending to care, lying. So often in fact, that you almost start believing it yourself. The things you tell the customer may come lastly from your lips but they come originally from a small script, let’s face it, you don’t care.That’s not what makes you an idiot at all; you try to make yourself believe that you care, what an idiot. Watching these other agents, so resolving at their post, just happily accepting calls, never second guessing their jobs and always marching forward pridelessly, you wish just for a few hours to be like them, why does it have to get to you? Here I am at this moment telling you that it should get to you! By “getting to you” I mean in fact to despise every passing moment with grandiose hatred, the kind which makes you want to approach your boss, cheefully whip out your badge, throw it onto the desk and walk out those double doors leaving behind all that hatred and anxiety, stepping into a fresh new opprotunisitic future.
We both know damn well what happens next: one paycheck and six bounced checks later you’re regressing into a Ramen-esque state, much worse than the anxious abhorration felt earlier on. So realizing that eating is good, you musn’t starve. To avoid starvation you must eat, to eat you need to start believing that you care about your job. This fallable self-hynosis leads eventually to unavoidable madness, making you insane, bringing unhealthy mental and physical stress into your life. Your job quite literally makes you sick. But all the food that money buys you won’t help those sleepless nights of unexplainable discomfort brought about by years of pretending to love a miserable line of work that reduces the human mind to an elaborate answering machine. A hungry idiot though, is no less an idiot than the lying one.
One more shift is the best most of us can hope for, one more rat race before we finally snap. Therefore today, being one with immense potential, resounds with the classic axiom of potential “greatness”. Down with idiocracy. Stop lying to yourself and end your suffering. Once you’ve mentally let go of all the egoist principles strapping you to your daily routine and ended your career as a corporate robot, clean honest air is yours to breathe. The stupidity of your supervisor, who knows barely half the things a person is required to know at birth, will run off you like water droplets off a duck’s back without causing the slightest discomfort. You’ll begin connective relationships with customers as well as coworkers, seeing them not as means to sale but as thinking, feeling, living personalities who will in turn: buy or agree to anything you ask them if for no better reason than to win your approval.
How strange it is that only once you recognize that yours is a mission to live and not to sell, once you’ve renounced your “job” and prepared yourself for a truly honest living will you even begin to understand how your duty may be done. How can a boss expect an employee to care about next week’s numbers, or tomorrow’s statistics, when the’yve not yet even figured out how to make it through one more shift? Whether vendors, customers or employees, we’re idiots to an extent because here we are still, pretending to be something we aren’t. Whether this is the first or last day or work, realize the potential of your mind unfettered.
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