So I heard a crazy rumour today; apparently people who door knock for a living now have to be properly qualified for the job.
Yes, there's now apparently accreditation for door knocking!
And all I can do is ask "why?"
Why would you get a certificate or whatever in door knocking?
Any fool knows how to knock at a door.
Knocking at a door is a skill most people learn at a very, very, very young age.
It seems like a massive waste of money getting accreditation as a door knocker.
What do they teach the door knocker's to be? How to master the special door knocker knock that I could never master during my brief stint as a door knocker?
Still seems like a waste of money.
But then there is bragging rights attached to obtaining a certificate in door knocking; and that is being the only one out of your mates and family to be allowed to knock on a strange door ... or even a not so strange door.
Yeah, still seems like a waste.
Really, door knocking is a bad enough job. So I don't know why they're trying to make it even less appealing by introducing a stupid certificate to be able to work as a door knocker ...
Oh, wait. Now I see why they're making door knockers get a certificate in door knocking. Those cunning bastards.
Showing posts with label Door to Door Sales Person. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Door to Door Sales Person. Show all posts
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Door to Door Sales Person
So I rencently got a job. And about time!
It's nothing spectacular. In fact, it's probably the very opposite of spectacular ... unspectacular some might even say.
But the point is that I have finally got myself a job (so, hooray and all that for me!).
I'm now a door to door sales person for Austar ... ok, so the bossman calls it something else (can't remember what though), because the name door to door sales person really drags what we do through the mud ... but let's not get too concerned about nicties. Let's just call it what it is. I'm a damned door to door sales person.
I now get to annoy people in their homes, trying to get them to sign up to Austar.
At least I will once I get this stupid training out of the way.
The only thing worse than being a door to door sales person is training to be a door to door sales person. It is SOOOOOOOOOOOO fucking boring! I seriously hope that once I get out into the field things will start looking better ... or at least more interesting.
It's nothing spectacular. In fact, it's probably the very opposite of spectacular ... unspectacular some might even say.
But the point is that I have finally got myself a job (so, hooray and all that for me!).
I'm now a door to door sales person for Austar ... ok, so the bossman calls it something else (can't remember what though), because the name door to door sales person really drags what we do through the mud ... but let's not get too concerned about nicties. Let's just call it what it is. I'm a damned door to door sales person.
I now get to annoy people in their homes, trying to get them to sign up to Austar.
At least I will once I get this stupid training out of the way.
The only thing worse than being a door to door sales person is training to be a door to door sales person. It is SOOOOOOOOOOOO fucking boring! I seriously hope that once I get out into the field things will start looking better ... or at least more interesting.
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Austar,
Door to Door Sales Person,
Job,
Training,
Working
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