Unemployed, Ch.1: I'd Like to Tour the Eighties
Rodney stared out one of the tiny windows over the desks for the tiniest sliver of sunlight over the telemarketers staring boredly into a computer screen as they waited for their next excuse to stretch their legs.
Right In Front Of My Eyes
His mother, telemarketers, the pizza guy asking for better directions, but it was never terry. he worried that he wasn't going to call him after all and every day that passed he thought less and less that he would finally call.
Unemployed, Ch. 7: If the Mood's Right
I was a telemarketer for conduit, inc.. that means i answered the pod for someone who wanted to order a shirt. bor-ing! i didn't tell you because i was embarrassed.
Out of Position bonus story: False Dawn
Make telemarketing calls? fast food server? 'prithee, good sir, wouldst thou like fries with that?' i'm not going to do that, tip. i'm an actor." "fine," i say, pulling my knees up to my chest and curling my tail around them. "so act.
To Whom May Notice
Anyone caught distributing my work will be placed on the call list of every single telemarketing company in north america. so just don't do it. this story was inspired by an rp on eka's chat, and a few parts are still rough because of it.
Small-Town Lies
telemarketers?" "dean. asshole. i gotta go take care of somethin', i guess." "yeah?" "i dunno. some bullshit." like there always was. he wasn't quite certain what had bobby so irate, and early on a saturday no less. the mill?
After The Draft
All of her interactions with them had felt a bit like a conversation with a telemarketer. lots of big promises and compliments, but always with an odd feeling that they were trying to sell her something. susie had been different.
Risky Temptations
"i swear, if you're another telemarketer-" "you know, i could just hang up jackass." "fine, fine. but, i swear i'm not going to buy whatever you're selling, no matter how much i want a fancy blender." i got us both to laugh on that one.
A Bad Influence
Someone like tabby would end up working as a fry cook or some underappreciated secretary answering phones or doing telemarketer work. none of that would be gratifying work. tabitha carlisle wanted to be a schoolteacher.
Relevant: Chapter 8
A trick she'd learned with many telemarketers that machines would register responses like 'hi' or 'hello'.
An Ultimate Nexus Party
I haven't seen haleon with his feathers this ruffled ever since he figured out that he could turn telemarketers into living robodialers." "won't say," santer chimed in.
Terry's CV Experiance
He said, more than enough desperation in his voice to make even the evilest telemarketer wonder what the heck was going on. "um, terry? i'm sorry for calling so late, but i have some news for you." "uhhhhh?"