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Best I could do in my hometown was call center for an alarm company. The pay was $12/hour (in 2010), but we were completely disallowed anything on the floor other than 1 (one) pen, 1 (one) blank notebook, and a water bottle. Our computers didn’t have internet access, so we got to sit there with our thumbs up our asses until the phone rang.
Best I could do in my hometown was call center for an alarm company. The pay was $12/hour (in 2010), but we were completely disallowed anything on the floor other than 1 (one) pen, 1 (one) blank notebook, and a water bottle. Our computers didn’t have internet access, so we got to sit there with our thumbs up our asses until the phone rang.
I lasted about 4 weeks.
I’d have doodled my ass off. Then quit in 2.
I’d write a book or something.
Well I haven’t had the benefit of a bunch of worms massaging my synapses, Mr Fry,
Just avoid brain slugs and you should be fine.